The Leader of the Free Fish

The Leader of the Free Fish

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Wed, Feb 5 at 4:03 PM
    The Leader of the Free Fish



the beats had
          their own pronouns:

Hipster, far-out man

the Dude's writing again.
poetry stuck in his beard
like crumbs of leftovers
Mouth agape with words
almost emerging with diction
his tongue wagging the flag

Oh America
         I Loved you once
but now
         I don't know where
I live

                 that old block 
                          became a throwaway pronoun
like "it" or "its" or
"it's"really something how
we have turned on each other
like angry Piranhas 
destroying an already corpse
that America has become

         fish food---
Chub for the sharks

a Mandolin plays sad
as a nation corkscrews itself
           into oblivion's eddy

the wasteland president
is dumpster diving
into a lake of black water
a Blind man swallowing sand
and flags and other countries
in a monotony of surprises 
day in and day out

he is a hipster, a far-out man
a dude writing again
who has no alphabet
to "bet" from
but gladly gambles
feeding the sharks with
recklessly proseful fingers.


erin-cilberto
2/5/25

© 2025 jacob erin-cilberto


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Where have all the Angels gone when early Dawn becomes a Shadow of what might have been. Why do we Ignore who left the Door open and Invited all the Criminals In. Why were there no Volunteers to keep a Record ... whereby only the qualified were given a Visa. gently, Pat

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

All quite a big mess...lots of blame to go around...
j.
The sharks are eating the little fish; wading in deep ocean water, drowning the innocent in lies and deceptions.
He was elected a president, not a king; the other unelected crook should stay in his business lane, not trample on the US constitution and lives.


Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

It sure is a hot mess isnt it?
Sami Khalil

1 Month Ago

It is indeed. Chaos prevails. No clear thinking through.
The old Chinese curse "May you live im imtresting timrs" surely has come home to roost. Who was the last good leader either of our contries have had. None of the current ones I'm afraid.

As Arte Johnson's German soldier peering through the foliage would say "Very interesting."

Not sure what we're in for ... but a change is going to come.

I think the suggestion of WW3 is rather humorous ... seems to me Kennedy had the world on the brink a long time ago.

Your words are food for thought ... but the taste is bitter.



Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

appreciate your insights, Ted,
j.
Writing subtly yet metaphorically saying what many others would if they could. Your mind is a cauldron of words waiting to be stirred into life, jacob, sir.

Posted 1 Month Ago


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jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

Thank you for your kind words, em,
j.
Some great lines j. Very creative.

a nation corkscrews itself into oblivion’s
eddy - best line

The future in the USA? well …. you have reason to worry.

Chris





Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

We sure do...thanks for your words, Chris.
j.
I love the line about poetry crumbs stick in his beard. Actually the whole stanza is quite creative.

I agree about the turmoil and sheer idiocy of the state of affairs going on in the USA. I fear we are about to be shark bate.

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

yes, we are chum...Thank you, P.B...
j.
Poetic Beauty

1 Month Ago

I enjoy reading your poems
“The dudes writing again. Poetry stuck in his beard like crumbs of leftovers” what an opening image! I also like how the words jump around the page.

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

they (the words) have a mind of their own with me...they just use my fingers to get on the page.
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MCS
So many images here and all the while I’m asking myself how this did happen
Great piece my friend

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

thank you for your kind review, Mary,
j.
We have certainly become that. Your hard hitting poem speaks the bitter truth.

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

Thank you for your kind comment, Dale,
j.
Tremendous imagery and theme.

Posted 1 Month Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

Thank you, Thomas,
j.

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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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