dream caught her (an irresponsible love poem)

dream caught her  (an irresponsible love poem)

poetry slips past the nodding guard

a few stealth verbs quietly padding

an adjective describing a perilous somnambulist

trying to get into an essay of dreams

poetry has the best chance

fewer words, silent description

adverbs of slighter build

tread across lines lithely 

biding time

with patient prolific endorsement

of secrecy

in metaphorical cloak and dagger reflex

with unpunctuated ending

the alarm goes off too late

the poem reaches the book,

hides in the binder

until safe to emerge

then taps the reader on the shoulder

announcing presence

and hoping for acceptance

rather than a life sentence

in the trash bin.

erin-cilberto

10/4/22

Reviews

[andrew mitchell]

Sadly if it’s not printed it’s lost also if it’s not jotted down how we forget.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, so true.
thank you, andrew,
j.

[Betty Hermelee]

You wrote something similar to this recently....what I discern from this is that no matter how you approach your writing, and how much effort you put in; if it gets published, or completed in some way so that you appreciate it, it usually winds up in the trash...all of us hope that our writing will be a success because we have put our heart and soul into it....and dreams make great poetry.... slow and easy....stream of consciousness perhaps...
Best, B

[jacob erin-cilberto]

heart and soul, yes...and I wonder if that is the bargain...we sell our heart and soul to the devil to make good poetry.
j.

[Betty Hermelee]

I think that's the bargain! You're very welcome J
Best, B

[Lydia Shutter]

The personification of the parts of speech in this one drew me in. A poem hiding till it gains acceptance from the reader...brilliant concept. Good one, Jacob! Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you kindly, Lydi,
j.

[Lorry]

I should learn about those punctuation marks and getting snagged in quotation marks too. I'll make it through one day.
The last poem to give my shoulder a tap was like reading the deleted scenes from platoon. I was relieved when the alarm woke me 😀

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the alarm does save us quite often.
thank you, Lorry,
j.

[Miss Sharon]

(the poem reaches the book, hides in the binder until safe to emerge) Ah yes....so many of my writes still seem to be in hiding. You wrote it well Jacob....but how did you know? ~Sharon

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Sharon...maybe we can find the right binder where all of those poems are hiding.
j.