a certain branch of justice

a certain branch of justice

moving violations

the trees with suspended license

tipsy with drink from the storm

sway, then fall

the eyes of the leaves turn red

as autumn winds

incriminate

the azure sky in uniform

arrests---

the clouds hold court

frigid faces of the jury

abhor the damage done

the chaos incurred 

the tall defendants 

sentenced to the chipper

while God gets off with only a warning.

erin-cilberto

1/13/22

Reviews

[William Michael Reeves]

We the people being the jury witness the destruction caused by inundating rain and winds that we can't comprehend. And who's to blame? Not God. We the people?

Has anyone ever accused you of being prolific? I turn my attention for a moment to write and review and you've emptied your brain like a spilled glass of wine that is perpetually filled as it spills! I'll get to the rest later. I need to watch the news and see what new destruction the planet wages. Like underwater volcanoes!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Bill.
I have no choice, I just feel like a conduit more than the creator of the words...they come, I write them down...blame my muse.
j.

[William Michael Reeves]

I'm willing to let you pass the buck. 'Cause I know just what you're talking about.

[poetgurl]

kind of like a dunkard in the beginning...
love the metaphors used, leaves us viewers wondering what to think.
very creative and brilliant

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Lady K.
j.

[Tara]

Great ending! Very clever use of words and title! I love the clouds holding court. Will definitely be reading more of your writing.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Tara...and I really like your avatar...in my early childhood I spent so much time on farms in Vermont.
j.

[Kim S.]

Wow, very strong powerful write here, this is amazing

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Beckies,
j.

[W.k.kortas]

As is your wont, it is a wonderful extended metaphor, and I wish I had written the marvelous second and third lines.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

As I was rereading your book, I found too many lines to mention of yours that I would have liked to have written...we poets inspire each other, push each other...that is a good thing, I think.
thank you, W.k.
j.

[keith]

'while God gets off with only a warning.

the buck stops here !!!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, it does. Thank you, ABG
j.

[keith]

actually warning after warning after warning
how many until people wake up?
i have yet to understand how anyone can embrace the religion of those that captured, enslaved, beat, tortured, raped and murdered other human beings.
then stuffing their bellies full of proper foods after giving thanks and asking mercy for their sins
even more disturbing is how any person of color, any color could and still do embrace the white terrorist religion
i do not understand
people of color are still under the white man's rule
so i ask, just where this benevolent creator of all is while people suffer and die every fukin day at the hands of those better than they?
the answer is simply stupidity
it will be a rightful event when this world is no more

[keith]

there is a time for all things to come to an end
adios my friend, perhaps our paths may cross again

[lightsong]

Before reaching your last verse the image I was having is similar, the powers/God/Gods up looking down angry at all the injustice over this earth. if earth's justice can't be applied. Heavens' justice is certainly real and offered.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

It certainly is real...and thank you, lightsong,
j.

[Lathen Griffiths]

A thoroughly enjoyable read ‘tipsy with drink from the storm’ a lovely line, that made me smile, cheers Jacob.

Best wishes,

Lathen

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind words Lathen,
j.

[andrew mitchell]

This fine write reminds me of the song " if a tree falls in the forest does anybody hear." An excellent piece of writing J.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, andrew.
j.

[DIVYA]

Jacob, you just awe your readers!
This poem will be remembered always. Such humor and creativity!
Yes, God seems mostly above reproach. Kind of unfair, isn't it?

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yeah, kind of unfair....
thank you for your kind words, DIVYA.
I am just a conduit who is lucky the words come.

[DIVYA]

Conduit....another beautiful word.
You're welcome :)