Wanderers

Wanderers

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

Wanderers

 

 

would you walk through

the night with me

hold my hand

as we pass Mr. Moon

and he smiles

watching us fetch

a couple stars

to call our own

before we wake

to the reality

that it rained

all night.

 

 

erin-cilberto

3/8/25

© 2025 jacob erin-cilberto


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Ohhh….very nice. I immediately placed the walk on the streets of NYC, then I reread the poem and asked myself why did I do that? The influence of too much movie watching. Nonetheless, I keep rereading your poem which should tell you how great it is.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Weeks Ago

Ah Yes, that movie...The Fordham Baldies...Walk like a Man...great flick except how creepy the Ducki.. read more
When I wake I have to sit or lie for a while to recall the people and what the dream was about but within a minute it’s back to me or gone forever.

In your write The rain was a great ending you woke to reality a new beginning of a new day

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Weeks Ago

Do you think life within our dreams is better or worse than our reality? I wonder.
thanks, J.. read more
One of my favorite of you sir, before we wake part is so well written, so dreamy.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Weeks Ago

Thank you for your kind words, Beren,
j.
Dreams inspire or motivate us as individuals. But it is more satisfying when you are sharing the same dream with someone you love.
Nice poem. sir j.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Weeks Ago

It sure is...thank you, Dhaye,
j.
Simple and heat warming piece!
Thoroughly enjoyed

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Weeks Ago

Thank you, Costa,
j.
Are you skin? This write is deep for the beginning is great spirit we know that when dark in faith we will have light only because we won't say, because God says be silent for my will shall be done.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Weeks Ago

I appreciate your comments, Mauricio.
j.
Mauricio Montoya

2 Weeks Ago

Great spirit, thank you
When you are holding hands with the one you love, you don’t focus on the rain. You barely notice it. A lovely romantic wandering here. Dreams can often provide what life doesn’t. Thank goodness for dreams.

Chris

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Weeks Ago

Thank you so much for your words, Chris.
Is the dream more real if we have the evidence of sodden clothes or the reality of that other hand holding ours and guiding us?
Is it not what we all want? (The hand to hold, not the wet clothes)

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Weeks Ago

the other hand is good.
A very familiar feel to this one, as wandering and catching stars in the night is a favorite pastime. Enjoyable read. ~Jim

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Weeks Ago

Thank you, Jim.
j.
I think my answer would be….yes.
Such a sweetly innocent piece of poetry that concludes with a lovely little twist.
If there is a pile of wet clothes lying somewhere then it was definitely true.
Adorable write.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Weeks Ago

Thank you, Renata,
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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