Emancipated Poets

Emancipated Poets

 

 

inside four walls,

claustrophobic pen gets restless

the day is absconded by a dreary kidnapper

ransomed memories of exposure to day

 

outside four walls

where it is now silent

not a screech of a tire

a child's playful scream

 

it is all as it seems

between the seams

fabric worn of boredom's thread

it feels like we are dead

 

but then some shots ring out

the cavalry is coming

through a needle's pass

the walls become transparent

 

the house breathes

we exhale a smile

shake a hand

hug a warm breast

 

the pen watches

closely

the words come out to play

the screams merge

 

memories set free.

 

 

erin-cilberto

6/24/2021

Reviews

[keith]

a lessening of the noose?
thought provoking write

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, sir, appreciate your kind comment,
j.

[Lydia Shutter]

Memories.....some of them are better left locked up, aren't they? In poetry, they seem not quite so bad, but some still do elicit screams. I liked this, Jacob. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Lydi.
j.

[Ted Kniffen]

Locked in ... locked down ... locked up.
Seems that we have been prisoners for far too long and we are now seeking parole with the schemers and ne'er-do-wells.
Just received second dose of Pfizer vaccine ... haven't become a zombie nor can I pick up quarters with the magnetic chip inserted in my arm ............... damn!!!!

Could use the change.

A good pandemic thought here j.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

awww can't pick up those Quarters? Sorry...
Parole is a good thing...thank you, Ted,
j.

[Ted Kniffen]

I was going to use the change to help the League of Emaciated Poets.

[phill..m]

What did Bob Marley say about Emancipate. Phill.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, phill,
j.

[Poetic Beauty]

Through our penned words memories can be set free and brake into the light of day allowing someone to break out of the boredom

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind words, PB...

j.

[h d e rushin]

so true.....when the poet is locked away he or she hurls the theoretical characteristics at the sun and the remunerative suffix's around like the paintings on the wall of some ancient cave. I mean, mythology is only myth if it's used as such like those pictures of Atlas supporting the heavens as a worldly example of strength. But real strength is emerging from a global pandemic with your wits still intact, your shoulders square and the remaining parts of you that is still civilized , triumphant. Emancipation is everything that you mentioned my friend and all else left over, borrowed, spirited off, turned into song or crumpled to the trash bin at 3 in the morning. Staying in the house for the last year solved nothing. You're still the greatest poet living. dana

[jacob erin-cilberto]

far from the greatest, but a working poet, dana.
thank you for your very kind review,
j.

[Fran Marie]

Its about time
we resurrect from
the dead ..rise up
and start to live
once again..to be
enjoying every ounce
of freedom; to touch
and feel life and love
once again.hopefully
we won't have to stare
at those 4 walls that
confined us. again

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, hopefully that time is behind us...
thank you for your words, Fran,
j.

[Chris Shaw]

After the four walls of lockdown and the fear of going out, the claustrophobia is taking a break. We can escape and see our friends and family. People can come into our homes. We can hug, we can smile, we can start living again instead of having to fall back on memories. Our poetry will benefit from the upturn. Life is beginning to return to some of the freedom we had pre covid :) Hurrah says I.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Yes, it is starting to feel like that, isn't it?
somewhat like a couple years ago.
thank you, Chris,
j.