the ones who brought us here

the ones who brought us here

the real ones passed

years ago

blood thinned

skin deep posture

she was beautiful

but the gold inside

was fool's

he captained the ship

with his steady heart

and now the course

is off by degrees

of sorrow

I am steering into the wind

sad moments

waves causing memories

interpretations of what they were

a drop of that blood

reigns solemn in my heart

understanding is the island

my bow points to

and gold is but an accessory

as we wear our lineage

with proud redress

erin-cilberto

9/3/24

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

"the ones who brought us here" ... how far back do i go, jacob .. :) the blood is thinned .. no doubt about that ... hard not to say we are all one blood; but that one drop that reigns still no matter whose heritage .. i love that .. we can take pride in our families somewhere along the line ... forgiving any infamy. your poem inspired and reminded me to appreciate my parents and those who came before ..
E.
ps. everybody wishes they were Irish tho :))))))))))))))

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I am glad you found yourself relating to the words, E.
thanks for your words,
j.

[Chris Shaw]

This poem dear J about your mom and dad touched me deeply. Your memories reminded me of my own parents.

Interpretations of what they were, and these days I do acknowledge along with their fantastic achievements, that they weren’t perfect, same as me. Who is?

But their influence is ever present. Yes, we are a chip off the block of them and I understand myself better when I reflect on their living days. Part of them lives on in us. They still steer my ship.

This is a beautiful write and I can tell you are as proud of your roots as I am of mine.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

very proud...thank you for your understanding review, Chris,
j.

[Marie]

A beautiful allegorical write for your parents, I feel. Dad has been of course since Mam passed away lost in his sadness. Their blood runs through your veins and now you are getting ready to take over as Captain of the ship, to succeed your Dad and make amends for past injustices. Most likely my interpretation is way off, J... Great write! Thank you for sharing, dear poet...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your very understanding review, Marie,
j.

[Marie]

Most welcome always, J...

[Patricia Wedel]

"He captured the Ship with his steady Heart".. we caress the Fool's Gold...
(There was a Song...)... (If you get a chance, call up the Movie with GREGORY PECK entitled YELLOW SKY... about GOLD hidden in a Ghost Town. It has a Romantic FINALE and is adorable... and your poetry is a Classic. gently, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your words, Pat,
j.

[andrew mitchell]

Lovely write. Ancestors leave a trail which we end up travelling on maybe inadvertently but it's there to puck up the pieces.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Yes, they do leave a trail...thank you, andrew,
j.

[Lisasview]

What I see here is a wonderful mix of moments in time using metaphors that work so well with your thoughts.
Clever usage of these memoirs which for me convey life.
The words that I especially drawn to are ...
reigns solemn in my heart
understanding is the island
my bow points to ...
Loved this...
Lisa, early morning and still quite dark in Spain

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Lisa in Spain....
j.

[Lisasview]

You are most welcome…
Happy to be back
Lisa, waiting for my 8am capuchino!

[Arundass TP]

The poem takes us to years back. Excellent writing

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your words, Arundas,
j.

[Soren]

The most beautiful writing of ancestry, their strengths and their foibles. Cast in a beautiful metaphor, the sea is always great. As always, you have many wonderful lines, and I stand looking windward as I look into the past, and the wind carries us forward. Brilliant.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind review, Soren....yes, this one hit home for me as I wrote it.
j.

[Sami Khalil]

A great poem on the American history, its founders, the legacy and constitution they left, creating a great nation that is losing all its morals, values, great ideas.
Long subject but worthy of the author to mention and lament.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your view of this poem, Sami...most interesting.
j.

[Sami Khalil]

Yes siiiirrrrr. You are welcome sir Jacob.