Turntables

Turntables

 

the phonograph simulates

my spinning world

a chorus of confusion

diamond needle

plays love songs for others

 

heartbreak songs for me

to bathe in

immerse into

forget myself

 

for just a moment's notice

I realize,

I can still sing along

with life.

 

 

erin-cilberto

5/18/2021

Reviews

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Turntables speak volumes to us
Great write ✍️ again !

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Julie...
j.

[Miss Sharon]

(for just a moment's notice I realize, I can still sing along with life.) For some odd reason I find myself singing Eye of the Tiger after reading these words. Love the way you communicate Jacob. ~Sharon

[jacob erin-cilberto]

ah yes, a little Survivor...
I got the music in me...and it follows me everywhere.
thank you for your very kind words, Sharon.
It's been really good knowing you all these years on this site, and sharing our words.
j.

[Carola]

drifting back in memories your last 2 poems.
i haven't those words phonograph & diamond needle in a long time. i can see myself sitting in a wicker chair & listening, eyes closed & drifting.
you & Chris really have a way with descriptions.
cheerio carola

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Chris is wonderful with her descriptions and so is Emmajoy......thank you for your kind words, Carola.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Great metaphor here J and this is so visual, the stylus in the groove, going round and round, playing songs that remind of past lost loves and the hurt. The final stanza was more up beat, yes, you can still sing along with life and the pain softens with time.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Chris,
j.

[mattavelli]

Hello, Jacob! :)
This is a great metaphor. I used to play a lot of billiards. Id get into funks where I'd lean in too low and play terribly. When I stood taller with better balance and view of the table, id play a lot better.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, balance is very important in that game...I use to shoot a lot of pool....balance, steadiness...
thank you for your words, my friend.
j.

[Poetic Beauty]

Music can bring back a flood of memories and all the emotions that come with it. This poem clearly speaks of the moments that drift back in creating emotions.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Isn't it odd, PB? How we can hear a song a thousand times while it is popular....for me the 60's songs...but hearing it as an oldie always reminds us of one particular time when we heard it?
funny how that works...and thank you for your words,
j.

[Poetic Beauty]

It is magical how music and art can do that to us