the crying boy and his twig boatA Poem by jacob erin-cilbertothe crying boy and his twig boat the floodwaters rose the animals screeched, brayed, roared in helpless fear the wood was saturated with man's blood empty souls stood watch steered the vehicle through the storm when the calm emerged but a few ripples of regret emancipated a door opened to a second chance but now the missiles subdued the survivors mountains of protection shrapnelled into submission there is something in the shadows of those ripples unidentified. erin-cilberto 4/9/22 © 2022 jacob erin-cilbertoReviews
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7 Reviews Added on April 10, 2022 Last Updated on April 10, 2022 Authorjacob erin-cilbertoCarbondale, ILAboutOriginally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more.. |

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