Irony's Assault

Irony's Assault

 

 

 

froth with rage at the empty page

pounding the keys sounding less than sage

coffee shivering stale

bitter morning warning

of the blank thoughts that fall

like a cold snow

in August.

 

 

erin-cilberto

8/28/24

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

Blank thoughts....I am far too familiar with them. Seems to me your thoughts are never blank. Always eloquent. The empty page is not empty long when your fingers hit the keys, Jacob. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Lydi,
j.

[Amanda Reynolds]

I like the "irony" of a cold snow in august-

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Amanda...
j.

[Vol]

J E C,
Hmmm, I never thought of the black "ink" on my screen as snow, but I get what you mean... I live on a ridge that follows I-40 across the Texas panhandle. No matter how large the storm coming in from the west, it always splits and drops whatever precipitation it carries either north or south of me while I sunbathe outside... My computer the pen, the screen the blank page and lovely ideas everywhere but here...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I appreciate your response to this piece, Vol.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

This short poem sums up my current lack of creativity. My writing has gone into hibernation. Winter has arrived far too early. I felt the chill.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the hibernation will end soon, I am confident in you...
j.

[Tatenda Chivhondo]

The poem is interesting and l enjoyed reading it. Your word use is top notch!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind words, Tatenda,
j.

[andrew mitchell]

Writer’s block comes to mind. It’s funny, a reader can have writer’s reply block as well as the writer not knowing what to say.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, andrew,
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

In the month of August in our Country when the Sky was Calm and Midnight skies began to cry like lightening and screams of thunder moaned for hours as we lay in constant fear. An Omen that became Clouds of Warning to Beware of false Prophets with promises that may be broken and scattered across the Sea where Freedom fights the Eternal End of Tyranny... and We the People will Pray for new beginnings. gently, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind review, Pat,
j.