Belonging

Belonging

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

Belonging

 

 

 

a little murmur

heart in transition

few beats short of a cry

 

i saw you yesterday

in the lake's reflection

the water's swirl

still could not extinguish

 

the flame

you became.

 

 

erin-cilberto

11/30/24

© 2024 jacob erin-cilberto


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This one I really love. It says so much with so few words. It has beauty.

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

Thank you for your kind words, Michael,
j.
Hey j; The contrast between minimalistic language and their profound emotions is quite an alluring crafting. The idea of sustaining and un-extinguishing of memories is something to cherish.

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

Thank you, Freds...appreciate your words.
j.
Red Brick Keshner

1 Month Ago

You are most welcome j!
Freds
That last line got me. I swallowed hard, remembering precisely who it conjured into mind. The heart remembers, even if we choose to forget. But do we really?

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

I don't think we do, thank you, Kelly,
j.
A wonderful poem that gives one thought. If it is a reflection that one sees in the lake, then it is of oneself, although possibly another could be close by. I love poems like this that are somewhat ambiguous and leave the reader thinking about the poem long afterwards

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

I like where you took this...thank you, Soren,
j.
IF I HAD READ THE COMMENTS...

I would have known this was a lost love.

So sorry, J, for answering so nonchalant.

Please forgive ...G

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

On the contrary, I liked your interpretation very much.
j.
Glenda

1 Month Ago

I'm honored, J. Thank you.
Memories they can be seen in water swirls but the heart makes it in to a flame and it is not within our control but to extinguish the flame also not practically possible so poet name it as ever living memories . Really liked it a lot

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

THank you for your kind words, Linda,
j.
sometimes reflections in the water remain in your mind's eye....and they just don't go away....a poignant piece ...sweet memories will last...poem flows beautifully, love it J.
Warmly,
B

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

Thank you for your kind words, Betty,
j.
Betty Hermelee

1 Month Ago

you are very welcome J.
Warmly, B
A couple days back I saw someone walking and was sure it was an ex ... but, of course, wasn't. Yeah, some things are never quite extinguished. ~Jim

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

Appreciate your words, Jim,
j.
Yes Jacob. Our memories can make us remember. The good days lost.
"i saw you yesterday
in the lake's reflection
the water's swirl
still could not extinguish"
I do understand the above lines. Now, us who love to write. We release to paper and pen. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

Thank you for your kind review, Coyote,
j.
Be careful with those transitions. A needy heart can see things that aren't really there.

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

Yes, that is true.
j.

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jacob erin-cilberto
jacob erin-cilberto

Carbondale, IL



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Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..

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