Ruins

Ruins

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

Ruins

a stowaway of sorts
poems hidden in hatches
batches of old writings
with yellowed pages
gathering the dust
of experience
a packet of used pens
with nary a drop of ink
left within

and words i left without
knowing they would
be embers
that turned my life to ash
a phoenix poet
rising from nothing
writing about everything
wondering if anything saved

was worth the risk
of going back
to the pages
one more time.


erin-cilberto
3/13/25

© 2025 jacob erin-cilberto


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"batches of old writings
with yellowed pages
gathering the dust
of experience"
Makes me want to write in paper!

Thought provoking , makes me wonder how do we feel about our work after some time


Posted 2 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Weeks Ago

some of my stuff I want to burn, some of it I think is okay.
thanks for the read and comment,.. read more
I used to love looking through old writes Jacob, real proper handwritten ones, to see if I could remember the thoughts behind their creation. But after my house burnt to the ground in a most inappropriate manner I can no longer do that although I suppose I could look at the ones saved on a usb stick, but then I'd have to read then on a screen because I still haven't replaced my burnt printer and it's just not the same is it?
Ps... thanks for the free therapy session. Same time next week? 😃

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Weeks Ago

No, it's not the same.
Thank you, Lorry,
j.
We make memories then we write about them and look over what we’ve written reminiscing over the remnants of what we remember.
Beautifully crafted poetry Jacob

Posted 4 Weeks Ago


...puts me in mind of a haunting thought, that as we age it becomes less who we will be than who we were.
On that cheery note, have a nice Weekend :)



Posted 4 Weeks Ago


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jacob erin-cilberto

3 Weeks Ago

that is so true...
thanks, Dylan.
j.
Comes a time when our lives ARE the memories we have of the times we have memories of...

Posted 4 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Weeks Ago

If we still can remember...
thanks, Chris,
j.
A very nostalgic filled poem. Loved it.

Posted 4 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Weeks Ago

Thank you, Arundass,
j.
I believe in not revisiting old poems that I write
I’ve changed a lot in writing over the years as we all do
Sometimes worse sometimes better it’s like I’m fifty personalities
So I just move forward and in same way I never stop to look at old albums I’ve inherited my mum’s my aunties and all mine as well plus there’s all my kids growing up ones. There’s not enough hours to sit and look
But I might soon before I die lol i feel I should
Loved your write Jacob that’s what I meant to say but rambled I feel a fear on your writing that you won’t be recalled when you stop but I truly believe your writing will be remembered and read by all especially on the w c

Throw the old used pens away get a beautiful fountain pen and a nice journal style notebook and write
Put the yellowed paper in plastic sleeves






Posted 4 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Weeks Ago

You are very kind with your words, Julie.
and I agree with "not revisiting"---it is how I wri.. read more
Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)

3 Weeks Ago

Yes you are a true poet
Always loved your writes !
We may put down the pen and close the spine of anothers work- only to hear the call. The need to embellish - and / or dress a moment in time. It is a compulsion that we can never walk away from. Only our voice my change with the marching of time - but- the need is like oxygen for the soul need to disclose as well as to discover.

Posted 4 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Weeks Ago

Yes, disclose and discover...exactly.
I like the idea of embellishing a moment...I suppose .. read more
You see memories are bad ,they hold us to ransom by reminding us, we have a past. The torment they put us through when we are just trying to get through living in the now. Nice write J.

Posted 4 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Weeks Ago

Thank you for your words, andrew,
j.
Actually, it is worth the risk. When I find myself in the midst of a creative desert, going back and looking at old works, some half finished, to which I might add a new twist, can be a valuable experience.

Posted 4 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Weeks Ago

Yes, sometimes we find gems we had already buried,
thanks, John,
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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