Treacherous

Treacherous 

the snow in my eye

became slippery-slush in my heart

upon which 

I lost balance

and fell for you

flake by flake by flake

erin-cilberto

2/18/25

Reviews

[redzone]

Is there any better way to "fall", than "flake by flake by flake"? I don't think so, Jacob. And as the snowflakes mount up, you are suddenly encompassed. It's warm and cozy under that blanket of snow!!

I love this poem, Jacob because it is artful and reality (for you hopefully, and others too).

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind words, Curt.
j.

[DIVYA]

Such a romantic poem! To fall for someone flake by flake by flake....Feels so truly amazing! Loved it.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind words, Divya,
j.

[Desert Knave]

The romantic nature of this one caught me off-guard. Nicely done. ~Jim

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Jim,
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Beautiful poetry showing a soft hearted you. Falling flake by flake. Just lovely. There is a sting in the title though, without doubt.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Chris,
j.

[Lorry]

Yes, isn't it always the way that we melt in glacial increments, never even suspecting the thud when it comes as we fall.
A bit like the straw that broke the camels back, but in snowflake form!
😃

[jacob erin-cilberto]

those darn straws...ha ha
Thanks, Lorry,
j.

[K. Louis]

I love this one, it's beautiful. The way you describe the snow melting into slush in your heart and losing balance is such a unique and captivating metaphor for falling in love.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, K.
every once in a while my muse wants to remind me that there still can be some softer poems amidst all the chaos.
Thank you for your kind words,
j.

[Robert Trakofler]

hey are you calling me a flake? well you got that right! well at least snow is better than mud in your eye :/ I get the feeling your allot like me I fall for everything I'm a natural born sucker

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Hey if the glass slipper fits!!!!!!!!!
ha ha
I am a sucker...always was for a woman who needed heart bandaging...And once the wound would heal....I got the boot....that shoe definitely fit all the time. Thanks brother bunny.
j.

[Robert Trakofler]

I wonder if any of those heels that we healed over the years ever realized how much we healed ourselves in the process of healing them? In fact strangely enough i just wrote another poem about that very same subject (still in edit mode tho)