dated photographs

dated photographs

we melted into black and white

reminded of that sunlit tint

of color

that crept into the heart

of what we were

when life abounded with synchronicity

simplicity

unbound by the confusion of arms

in the wrong hands,

in the wrong minds

tears rejoice in use

smiles run from explosions

of devastatingly grotesque

artists, thinking 

with their Ids...

feeling destruction is creation

and God is taking those photos

then retrieving the albums

for us to peruse

so put your glasses to the bible

psalms for alms

the indigent aren't complicated

they just lack...

readership is down,

life is a fragile vase

and the roses are worried.

erin-cilberto

5/29/22

Reviews

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Jacob.. our Vintage Roses are huddled together praying for better days… as they are worried for the broken hearted who have lost so much. Your poetry is very healing … thank you.. gently, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Pat....appreciate your words,
j.

[Lisasview]

As always dear Jacob your poem makes me ponder...
Old photographs can bring back memories...good and bad.
wow...your line... "and the roses are worried'
fabulous metaphor..but then again...you always come up with interesting metaphors...
Lisa, thinking about your poem in Spain

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for thinking about my poem in Spain...
the one I wrote in little old Illinois...read morethank you for thinking about my poem in Spain...
the one I wrote in little old Illinois...
I appreciate you and your words, Lisa
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Old photographs. Happy smiling faces reminding us that time moves on, but life doesn't always get better. Values seem to have gone down the drain. When you look at the mass shootings in Texas last week, and all the other similar incidents. So many needless deaths. We live in such challenging, restless times, with a crazy man in our midst. Oh for a simple life.

life is a fragile vase
and the roses are worried

That my dear friend sums up my thinking perfectly. The vase is well and truly cracked.


Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind and understanding words, Chris,
j.

[Kelly Scheppers]

"...life is a fragile vase and the roses are worried."

My heart raced through this, as my mind instinctively focused on those lives taken in Texas this week. Just days from summer vacation. This one has a pulse, Jacob. Thank you for its message!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Kelly,
j.

[Temperance]

We definitely do need God back in our lives and in the homes. Maybe that would help keep young souls from going astray and using guns illegally.....not the way they were intended. Times were simpler back in the day. Very interesting j. Gives one something to think about. Good work as usual!!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I really appreciate your kind review...
There are so many upsetting things going on in the world....and God is not in some building just on Sunday...he needs to be in the heart...
so many profess and then in life act in the least Christian way possible.
thanks again, I thought this poem might be a throw-away...but your review convinces me to
let it ride.
j.

[Temperance]

By all means, let it ride! You are so right; God needs to be in our daily life and, get back to WWJD. Remember that? What would Jesus do?

[jacob erin-cilberto]

as BTO sang..."would you fly if I told you that I lied, would you say goodbye or would you let it ride..."
j.