Roses Enlisted
A Poem by
jacob erin-cilberto
Roses Enlisted
come lift my jaundiced spirit
yellow is a detached heart
love became a battlefield
and I retreated
still running even now
until my white flag vision
saw you,
your voice like a command
brought me back to the lines
back into the fight for survival
I gladly ran toward the bullets
surrendering to the feelings
immune to the wounds
scarring even as I bled
a casualty embracing itself
brave enough
to love you
through the shrapnel
of my former
pain.
erin-cilberto
4/28/24
© 2024 jacob erin-cilberto
Reviews
In love we must prepare
must reinforce our armaments
we must know there are battles ahead.
many have fallen, many will
but we choose to enlist voluntarily
and hopefully win something worth fighting for.
Posted 1 Year Ago
1 Year Ago
yes, we do choose...no draft here.
thanks, Relic,
j.
It takes a lot of courage to re-enter the battlefield of love.
That last verse is so very very good.
Posted 1 Year Ago
It takes a lot of courage to re-enter the battlefield of love.
That last verse is so very very good.
1 Year Ago
thank you for your kind words, Ana,
j.
1 Year Ago
You are welcome. (:
Even a rout can be followed by a rally. Never surrender when reinforcements can alter the tide of the battle.
Posted 1 Year Ago
Even a rout can be followed by a rally. Never surrender when reinforcements can alter the tide of the battle.
1 Year Ago
Yes, never surrender...I agree.
Someone stole your heart, though you were running away in pain..., perhaps in illness; an attraction you couldn't resist no matter what...even if love is not perfect, which we all know.... it's worth the fight and the war...
Love this one... colorful and vivid words to expires your thoughts
Warmly, B
Posted 1 Year Ago
Someone stole your heart, though you were running away in pain..., perhaps in illness; an attraction you couldn't resist no matter what...even if love is not perfect, which we all know.... it's worth the fight and the war...
Love this one... colorful and vivid words to expires your thoughts
Warmly, B
1 Year Ago
Thank you for your kindness, Betty,
j.
1 Year Ago
You’re very welcome J.
Warmly, B
Excellent lines:
"brave enough
to love you
through the shrapnel
of my former
pain."
I love this one, Jacob. As the lyric goes, "Love is a battlefield"
Posted 1 Year Ago
Excellent lines:
"brave enough
to love you
through the shrapnel
of my former
pain."
I love this one, Jacob. As the lyric goes, "Love is a battlefield"
1 Year Ago
and Pat Benetar is finally in the Rock Hall of Fame...long overdue.
thank you, Momz.
j.. read more and Pat Benetar is finally in the Rock Hall of Fame...long overdue.
thank you, Momz.
j.
An apt telling of Love&War, Jacob!
We are the brave, the delusional, the walking wounded, answering once again the Call!!!
Posted 1 Year Ago
An apt telling of Love&War, Jacob!
We are the brave, the delusional, the walking wounded, answering once again the Call!!!
1 Year Ago
Yes, the delusional...I hear ya.
j.
Hi Jacob. This is so inspirational
“ brave enough
to love you
through the shrapnel
of my former
pain”
It is brave to love
Posted 1 Year Ago
Hi Jacob. This is so inspirational
“ brave enough
to love you
through the shrapnel
of my former
pain”
It is brave to love
1 Year Ago
some of us are brave once too often.
Thank you, Anne,
j.
Wow. It is difficult to run back into the fray, but the right person can make it happen. ~Jim
Posted 1 Year Ago
Wow. It is difficult to run back into the fray, but the right person can make it happen. ~Jim
1 Year Ago
or even the wrong one..thank you, Jim.
j.
You use metaphors as if floating gold dust.. sprinkling them over sights, sounds and spirits, jacob!
'your voice like a command
brought me back to the lines
back into the fight for survival'
'brave enough
to love you
through the shrapnel
of my former
pain.'
A screed minimised to a glorious few words, incredible!
Posted 1 Year Ago
You use metaphors as if floating gold dust.. sprinkling them over sights, sounds and spirits, jacob!
'your voice like a command
brought me back to the lines
back into the fight for survival'
'brave enough
to love you
through the shrapnel
of my former
pain.'
A screed minimised to a glorious few words, incredible!
1 Year Ago
Thank you for your kind review, em,
j.
1 Year Ago
Always welcome, sir :)
Worthy of purple hearts where medals are not awarded. A wonderful metaphor. Your poems always full of symbolism are a hidden treasure to read.
Posted 1 Year Ago
Worthy of purple hearts where medals are not awarded. A wonderful metaphor. Your poems always full of symbolism are a hidden treasure to read.
1 Year Ago
Thank you for your kind words, Soren,
j.
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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..
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