aftermath

aftermath

 

 

rays of golden sunshine

reflect the ruins

a porch handrail

                             survives

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

3/2/25

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

Sounds like a scene from post WW3.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

It felt like it as we were watching the flames.
j.

[Beren]

The visuality created by your words screamed to my face! how do you do this?
powerful.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I have no idea, Beren....I am just a conduit....
thank you for your kind response.
j.

[Beren]

best poets are always so humble, like you sir...

[Dylan Macadham]

Apt Metaphors for Wars and Maniacs' waste!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Dylan,
j.

[Chris Shaw]

The destruction encompassed within the rays of the sun. That porch hand rail tells the whole tragic story. A real sadness that everything has gone. Painful to contemplate.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Yes, the whole story...thanks, Chris,
j.

[Desert Knave]

So bloody visual with this one. Damn. ~Jim

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Hurt to write it.
thank you, Jim,
j.

[Soren]

This is sad. Remnants of destruction, reminders of what is lost. Jacob this pulls at heart strings. Whether real or metaphoric it hurts. A good poem pulls on emotions and this one does

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind words, Soren.
j.