ever something

ever something

we were living

happy ever after

we were living

eccentric notions 

of eternal love

and then

I wrote a poem

now,

I write poems

alone

erin-cilberto

2/28/22

Reviews

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Jacob… Poetry and Love 💗 are like Iris in Bloom… never Alone in the Spring when the Fragrance alone keeps you attuned … to the phases of the Moon. tenderly, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kindness, Pat,
j.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

To write or to co-write, that is the question. There's lots of things worse than being lonely or being alone. There's having the hell aggravated out of you, for one thing. I try to spend my time (what time I have) with those of my own choosing. It is selfish? Perhaps. But I feel like I've earned a bit of happiness in my life and I will claim it as I see fit. Charlie Daniels sang, "It's my life, God was the one to give it and I ain't gonna let nobody tell me how to live it." If we could have all we ever wanted, do you think we'd be happy? I have my doubts. I somehow think the dream and the reality might collide in the worst possible catastrophe.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you and no, not selfish...we have to take care of us once in awhile....
j.

[JE Falcon]

The end got me, Jacob. And, Woo, that must have been one heck of a poem!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, JE,
j.

[Patricia]

I always feel alone in my poetry even though I’m not alone… I often am in my head but I remember being alone and writing…funny though it feels the same. I got all kinds of memories popping up from this powerful little write!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

sorry if I helped bring up bad ones,
thank you, Patricia,
j.

[Mike Keenan]

J., poetry, as you know, is deceptively simple, and this poem is powerful in the message that it sends, that truth, whatever we think it, must win out despite the cost versus child-like beliefs. I really like this piece.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Mike...almost threw this one out...
appreciate the encouragment to keep it among the living.
j.

[Unspoken poet]

I love this little gem of a write, very nicely written and expressed

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Unspoken,
j.

[Miss Sharon]

Well if she didn't appreciate the beautiful poetry you write it's her loss! ~Sharon

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Sharon, appreciate you.
j.

[M. J. Smith]

Two voices once sang sonnets. Now one cries alone in the wilderness. Well do I know the grief of that. I have lived with it for three decades. True and painful words, Sir.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your understanding words, M.J.
j.