Bare Gardens

Bare Gardens

 

 

the thorns match your eyes

when the wilted roses weep

and my kerchief is splashed 

with tears of crimson certainty

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

11/21/21

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

Your being is bare, sad with thoughts of loss; expressed beautifully with the wilting of a rose causing tears for someone deeply loved. Bare gardens equals a bare life. so well stated in a powerful Brevity poem.
Best, B.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you so much Betty...and really like your pic.
j.

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank J..its' recent, taken at a lake in MS where some family lives... and you're welcome!
B

[Fran Marie]

When wilted roses weep
in a garden so bare
only sadness is felt
here within this poem
so well expressed..

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Fran, and I really appreciate al of your reviews over these many years.
j.

[Fran Marie]

you're so welcome dear jacob ..many years yes and how fast they fly ..my garden is looking pretty sparse also

[shadrach hah]

Hi Jacob, this is a powerfully written piece, The bare gardens of life, the roses of love wilted, the thorns matching hurtful eyes. One can look at this poem through the eyes of nature or the eyes of humanity. Whichever way, the poem itself is a gem. It is always a sadness to see the roses weep, for they are love. Have a wonderful Friday....Mike.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Mike,
j.

[shadrach hah]

You are welcome, Jacob. Have a wonderful Saturday....Mike.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Ahh, nobody does it better! Love this, J. Wishing you a wonderful Thanksgiving, my friend!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Kelly, and the same back to you!
j.

[Chris Shaw]

I like gardens abundant with blooms, scenting the air. Your garden is bare and that is sad. Sadder still the thorns that match her eyes. Wilting roses and rain speak to me of winter rather than summer. This relationship is in its winter, and this four liner speaks volumes. Beautiful brevity J.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, sis Chris.
j.

[lightsong]

Actually I read this into a different depth... someone who bares (I noticed your title after I was thinking of this) their very soul, their weakness, and thus in showing it and in becoming vulnerable with the one they love their real strength is shown, such faith and trust will make the beloved cry. reminds me with a poem I wrote in a similar theme, (vulnerability is not weakness). so much said in few beautiful lines....

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I have always felt vulnerability showed strength...the ability to shed the protective coat.
thank you, lightsong,
j.

[lightsong]

yes it is, it shows that You trust and value yourself, that You admire and have high selflove, exactly like admitting a mistake You made and be honest to yourself before anyone else, honesty and facing a truth is strength.

[Cherrie]

I stood in this empty space.
-And-
Longed for Spring.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Cherrie,
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Jacob... I prefer a Garden where there is a Pardon...
the scent of Roses and Peonies... with tears of Happiness...
when the Red Crested Woodpecker comes calling... tenderly, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I like your garden better, Pat,
j.