a-cumulus - ated.

a-cumulus - ated. 

I tried to be poetical

but ended up just being pathetical 

my verse wouldn't rise with the sun

so I pulled out my gun

and shot my keyboard to bits

bullet tears and angry fits

when the poetry's gone what next?

except for being a wasted bard, totally vexed

REO sang "it's time for me to fly

so I'm hitchin' to a cloud

and waving bye bye

with what words I'm allowed. 

erin-cilberto

2/3/2021

Reviews

[Lorry]

The harder it becomes to find the words, a voice, in these wordless silent times, with the realisation it's not just our bodies, but our minds imprisoned too, through inactivity, it gets harder and harder remaining active.
And what are we without words? A question that will hopefully remain unanswered.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i am nothing without words, and maybe nothing with them....but God, I would miss them if they did not come to me for these visits.
Thank you, Lorry.
j.

[andrew mitchell]

When it rains it pours but sometimes one needs to do a rain dance of sorts to get that flow coming.🤔 in the meantime enjoy the clouded views which aren’t cloud nine. But seriously a great write J.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

You made me think of the Temptations and both "Cloud Nine" and "I wish it would rain"
or more appropriately for the writers block..."I can make it rain whenever I want it to."

thank you, andrew,

[DIVYA]

I pictured the bard, thrashing his keyboard and kicking things like an angry wizard! I even pictured a star-spangled gown! Loved it, dear Jacob! Those angry, testy moments that our verses bring us sometimes. Loved the rhyming too!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

You pictured me perfectly...thrashing....
Oh that rhyme bug...has bitten me lately.
thank you, DIVYA,
j.

[DIVYA]

We're enjoying your rhyming poems!
My pleasure :)