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for the love of God

and writing

and poets

and accumulated heartbreak

and dissatisfaction

and dissatis-fraction

quarters of a whole

quarters in the pocket of a beggar

quarters of a throne

thorned and malicious

and deceitful

and psychotic

and 

for the love of God

and his people

his sheep

the shepherd

with grimy hands

with hardened face

with a staff

black with immodesty

with immoral tip

the ground rejects

the worms scatter

the subjects scatter

the nouns profit

they are all but proper

but they profit

for the love of God

 

not the one to whom

we pray

we are poets

we kneel before the muse

in reverence

and

for the love of God.

 

 

erin-cilberto

Reviews

[Stella Armour]

Maybe we are safer and happier in our own little space Jacob, i know i am in my old age .
The universe is the only great miracle I acknowledge , man is mainly a very imperfect species to be avoided mostly.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I agree with you, Stella....completely and utterly.
j.

[Titilayo Sarah Eguridu]

Jacob, this is a masterpiece.
The disillusion is so real…I could feel it
Don’t get me started on the play on words ”quarters” at the beginning .
How did mankind get here?

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind words...and I just am not sure how mankind got here...but I wish we could get out of here.
j.

[Titilayo Sarah Eguridu]

There is always a way.

[Chris Shaw]

I hear you. There is a quiet desperation in this piece. For the love of God indeed. What is coming next? What is on the horizon? The world is on the brink and the UK looks fooked. Sad reality dear j.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

A big storm is on the horizon, Chris.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Tell me when it hits you j.

[The Unknown Sith]

"for the love of God" I like this! It is an intense. I like the flow seems to hit hard. Nice read.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your words, Sith,
j.

[Betty Hermelee]

A poem of anger, hurt, and the way we view the world....it is to me very sickening, hard, "immoral"
and all the traits that go with a person of importance who only sees the world as "me"; forgets about all those others, the downtrodden, the sick, the dying, the handicapped....."we kneel before the muse"...and pray to her to help us.....
Warmly, B

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I hope she will....but wow...the world is a very rancid poem right now....nothing is rhyming...and the iambic pentameter is totally lost.
j.

[Betty Hermelee]

nothing positive to think, write, tell….it’s all big lies and i’m afraid to lose my freedom to write!
hope my muse will protect me….
warmly, B🌷

[Eternity]

Hi J, once again I was signing off when this snagged me! I had to give my "quarters" worth! I wanted to speak to the lines that were speaking to me but J, they ALL are!
Is this a cryptic piece? about present times and ways of the world and those in charge and charging more and more to our demise?
Thank you, J.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

See it as you will, Glenda and thank you for your kind words,
j.

[Eternity]

Clever and thank you J.

[Soren]

By Jove that is a great poem, holy smoke great lines
"with a staff
black with immodesty
with immoral tip
the ground rejects
the worms scatter"

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind words, Soren,
j.

[redzone]

for the love of Calliope I write. She wills my pen to move in words and all I can do is give in and enjoy the ride. But speaking of dissatis-fraction, the love of that god is one all decent people should reject him and his sheep. We deserve better Jacob.
Curt

[jacob erin-cilberto]

You understand for sure...thank you, Curt.
j.