Maître 'd

Maître 'd

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Maître 'd

 

 

 

 

swooning doves

on the road to recovery

love is a fast car

clipping feathers

downing the cooing residents

on the side

 

of life that takes chances

unaware of consequences

tire tracks and painful death

 

they coo

they love

without reservation

 

they already have their table in heaven

secured.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

8/19/22

© 2022 jacob erin-cilberto


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These doves are forever having sex in my yard. Its a free for all. Most too dizzy afterward to look out for a car I think...lol. Kind of like us. Lovely my friend.

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

Yes, kind of like us...exactly.
thank you, Crowley,
j.
Lovers will always be lovers and they will not think of the consequences which might befall them. Their "table in heaven" might be a night of ecstasy or a longtime relationship. Either way, they throw caution to the wind. Lydi**

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

thank you for your words, Lydi,
j.
How many times have we looked back at our own lives and wondered how the heck we made it through with all the crazy things we did? This poem speaks of taking chances and not thinking of the consequences that may be death. Nonetheless, in this poem, they will have a nice table in heaven. If there is a Maître 'd then, the place must have nice tables! I like this j. Temp

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

thank you for your insightful review, Temperance,
j.
Temperance

3 Years Ago

My pleasure. T.
Has the sound of the voice of experience trying to warn reckless youth. Won't do any good; the kids will have to find out for themselves (And then they will write their own poems like this one.).

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

I would like to read one of those poems.
j.
So many Wonderful people are Reckless... as if they ordered Raw Oysters for their last Meal... They have secured a Table in Heaven. Fast Cars and Passions unleashed... for the Deceased. gently,Pat. p.s. Congratulations on our "home page" for 'most read'. Pat

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

Thank you for your review, and the congrats...although I did not see that...
but thank you.read more
Half of heaven is often the journey if we take the scenic route. I enjoyed the read.

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

Thank you, Fabian, appreciate your words,
j.
So, don't be too careful concerning love. That which you give is all you really need to fill you up, a juxtaposition that works wonders but doesn't wander far. Love is a many splendored thing, for sure.
W.

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

Thank you for your words, Winston,
j.
Wow, this poem gave me a strong emotion for some reason; almost a clashing of images but not necessarily so. My only connection with maître'd was the table (wedding feast?) and the fast danger and unreserved love (quite understandable) Could it be that love and relationships are hard to live out in the toxic environment of our kerbside existence? This poem pulls at me and persuades me rather strongly to understand it. I am imagining trodden wings, its feathers brandishing tyre-marks as medals of love, battle scars where love is a battlefield.

Posted 3 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

I appreciate your insights into this poem, Frederick.
j.

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jacob erin-cilberto
jacob erin-cilberto

Carbondale, IL



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Originally 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..