Promises

Promises

 

 

 

one of these days the ruse will be up

the metaphors will cease

and I will just write a simple 

love poem,

 

no frills, no hidden meanings

just a heart hiding behind words

it could never verbalize

she might listen

 

it will take less effort for her 

to understand

and she might love him back

but signing the poem "anonymous"

 

may be an errant ploy

do enough imagines add up

to a half kiss

or a pinkie promise

 

if only I were seven again

and she were more than a blurry photo

I could only touch with my dreams

in third person.

 

erin-cilberto

1/8.21

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

i'm giving this guy a hug and a night to get drunk in .... beautiful, vulnerable ... i feel it ... and i think he kept the promise ..
E.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, E.
j.

[Cherrie]

My first boyfriend John was a long love affair that lasted from kindergarten to the 3rd grade. When my family moved to Oklahoma. I wrote him a letter that my daddy let me leave with his mother. Then I cried most of the way to Oklahoma. Because I heard the song 'Dear John'. :)and worried he would think I didn't love him anymore. What I wouldn't give for one more pinkie promise. :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I bet he would too....
thank you, Cherrie,
j.

[Cherrie]

It's funny to think about it children give love out of abundance while adults ration their love. read moreIt's funny to think about it children give love out of abundance while adults ration their love.
There's a poem in that.

[lessa (kenzie)]

one of these days the ruse will be up
the metaphors will cease
and I will just write a simple
love poem,

I LOVE this part so much, I love writing with metaphors off and on,
this is amazing write

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and I have been told to quit writing metaphors...
thank you, kenzie,
j.

[lessa (kenzie)]

why? A good metaphorically write is awesome way to get some feelings across that shouldn't be said in real wording... I love using metaphors at times when I write. Keep writing them.

[Gee]

" the metaphors will cease" ...will be a cold day in hell Jacob, very cold.
As you know, no code breaking skills needed at mine whereas I sometimes have to ask Bletchley Park to assist when visiting you :))
Hope you are well Master J

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Gee,
j.

[Lorry]

At the last verse, I heard John Prine's the day is done playing... Better known as the pinky episode song from My name is Earl.
We were all seven once, and the farther we get from it, the more we crave not only out innocence back, but those less complicated days of social media being known as meeting up at the soda fountain of a weekend, talking of the latest sounds and dreaming of Big cars that didn't even know about a carbon footprint.
Ps... I'm still hunting for that hidden metaphor 😊

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Lorry,
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Oh at seven, such innocent love. This is so endearing. I am thinking about that little boy with a huge heart. I love this poem.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Chris...
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

The innocence of love 💗 does begin at age Seven… when poetry is in the smile of a kindred Soul. Penned with a Dove’s feather … gently. Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Pat,
j.

[M. J. Smith]

A childhood crush never forgotten! :) Well do I remember Miss McNeely, my fifth grade homeroom teacher. I adored her.
This is what this poem brings to mind. Along with my first girlfriend. Poetry I could read and write for her. But at any other time, I was tongue tied! 😄
Well written. A really sweet poem.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, M.J.
j.