Signs

Signs

 

 

 

my mind blown,

robotic efforts at life

 

my dog took me out for a walk

in the empty park

 

the crows watched in earnest

savoring the thought of picking my bones

 

their immunity

a carefree, winged flight of fancy

 

the feast awaits them

my dog takes me home,

 

he wonders how long

i'll still know to feed him

 

i think the crows got to him as well.

 

 

erin-cilberto

4/12/2020

Reviews

[Toni]

This is a very interesting poem! Your last lines are intriguing and very good.

Thanks for writing this; your words make me think a bit deeper about fantasy and life.

Well done!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind words, Toni,
j.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Jacob just love your first two verses
Excellent poem for what’s happening these last few months especially
One day when hopefully this is all over we can look back and see just how disrupted our lives became and the death The tragic deaths the unemployment the restrictions etc etc the economy

Hopefully it’ll never happen again

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, etc, etc. etc. etc. amazing how in 48 hours our lives changed so drastically.
thank you, Julie.
j.

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

Yes and I watch the USA and uk news from here either bbc or fox I think

[poetgurl]

I like the part, of how you dog takes you for a walk, wonderful imagery.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your comment, Ang.
j.

[poetgurl]

not a problem

[Jimmy Yetts]

Sounds like Joe Biden.
In the end, of course, we're all crow-bait.
Not only do dogs take us out for walks, we've become their own very personal valets.
BM picker-uppers.
Your poem, Jacob, is a bummer of a song, flawlessly sung.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Jimmy---

[Ruth]

Ardent messengers are crows..signs are everywhere would one look, crows empower us to look beyond fears and rationale.Good to read you today Jacob :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Ruth...

[Lorry]

I was just thinking along similar lines Jacob, as my notebook spills the entire contents of my mind, with the 3 words eat, sleep, repeat.
Your poor pooch must be picking up on the spooky vibe of wondering where all his playmates are and what happened to their pet humans too.
Glad you mentioned those birds. Have noticed myself how they no longer are wary of us. They definitely know something. The way they're looking at us these days is a bit eerie.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

penned in, watching a lot of movies...The Birds and Psycho the other night...i feel like Norman Bates in the playground hoping those crows on the monkey bars don't attack me in my sleep.
thanks for your words...yes, pretty soon that is what we will be...pet humans.
j.

[Lorry]

Have made a comedy only rule for my current viewing Jacob. And no horrors, especially the news channel.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Maybe we'll outlast the crows. Who knows? In the great depression I heard that people used to wait for crows to roost at night and then bomb the trees for meat. I don't know if that's where the term, "Let them eat crow" comes from but I think I'd pass on on that particular delicacy. :) I enjoyed the read, Bless. F.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Fabian....I think i am with you on passing that meal...i'll just eat the dessert, and hope it is not something that flies.
j.