babies in shells of disbelief

babies in shells of disbelief

 

 

 

I have large oaks

shielding my inspiration

but the acorns all died as they lay

grief stricken on a bed of maple leaves

 

betwixt and between

the atmosphere of love

there are unborn babies

and generations halted

 

the branches are arms longing to hold

but a poet keeps his distance

steps on an acorn

and apologizes interrupting

 

its unwelcomed sleep.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

3/27/22

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Things sometimes fall from the tree of life and go unrecovered; birds unable to fly to the nest again, acorns broken or carried away by hungry squirrels, hopes and ambitions that fade with time. Those acorns contain all they need to become mighty oaks but potential doesn't always equal success. I point this out when referring to I.Q. because I've seen and known too many geniuses with undeveloped or underdeveloped potential. Everything takes hard work and sometimes, a bit of luck as well. I'm still working at my craft and hope to be until I die. Whether poetic seeds I drop ever come to any sort of fruition in the minds of my readers I have no control over. But I do what trees do; as long as I live I keep producing them. And like the acorns, most folks seem to think I'm nuts. ;) I enjoyed the read!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

we will be working on our craft as long as we breathe,
thank you, Fabian,
j.

[Patricia]

This is beautiful sadness, it takes me through my personal history, the loss of friends, extended family, my parents and the loss of my son all the loss but so blessed at the same time to have had them. That’s where I go reading this, I truly admire this piece!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind, understanding review.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

My mind wandered here J. Maple leaves remind me of how they have featured in your life and Vermont. We don't have many maple trees over here. I also started to think about how my life would have been without children. It certainly would have been different. Do people regret not having children? I feel sure some do. Life doesn't always turn out the way you plan it.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Appreciate your insightful words here, Chris.
j.

[lightsong]

Wow! really your imagination is another thing. I feel I was in a loose dream... liquid dream, an experience from another world. I can almost hear your steps on the bed of maple leaves. that's inspiration and creation.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, lightsong,
j.

[Lisasview]

Really liked this one of yours Jacob..
Clever to use acorns as a metaphor...
but then again you always find wonderful metaphors to express your talent as an excellent poet.
Lisa, now in Spain

[jacob erin-cilberto]

you are very kind, Lisa,
j.

[Lisasview]

I am just being honest...