a stillness

a stillness

 

 

 

in a state of exhaustion

letters tumble

sneak under a worn-out blanket

and close their eyes

 

words will have to wait

the next break of day,

the poet, strung out on emotions

cannot think two syllables together

 

creation is a cold dream

he writes in his sleep

but if he opens his heart now

it will just yawn, then nod off again.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

2/10/22

Reviews

[Kim S.]

the poet, strung out on emotions
cannot think two syllables together

Brilliant wording here, this is wonderful

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Beckie,
j.

[andrew mitchell]

For a poet it's like waiting for a prophecy, a sign from the stillness.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, it is like that...
thank you, andrew,
j.

[John the Baptist]

Fatigue stifles the most earnest attempts at creativity. And yet, in a relaxed state, the most remarkable things can come to the surface. The lesson seems to be don't try to force it, just breathe and be patient.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

insightful words, I say.
thank you, John,
j.

[KAREN]

I really like this poem! Writers write even if it's in their sleep.
letters tumble
sneak under a worn-out blanket

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, even if...thank you, storiestotell.
j.

[KAREN]

You are so welcome!

[JE Falcon]

Still, sweet slumber finds a quiet place to be alone with your subconscious thoughts. I see that the words will wait until the marrow, tis good.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, JE.
j.

[Patricia]

Yes but your letters are still tumbling my friend, mine dissolved. Respect the process they say. Blah blah blah, the answer is sleep zzzzzz as always a clever write of writing. You have a knack for it that’s for sure!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words,
j.

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

This made me smile! All too many writers, including myself can relate to this well written poem!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, imagination 101,
j.

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

You are welcome!

[M. J. Smith]

Burn out. I know it well. That is when we must become a fallow field. Nicely written, Sir.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind words, M.J.
j.