another empty house

another empty house

 

 

the subject arose

like crab grass

in a pristine lawn

of thinking

 

the smell of freshly cut

leanings

the blades confounded by

the lies of a false rain

 

the yard now overgrown

with disenchantment

promises' weedy interception

the imploding ball dropped

 

sign posted

"for sale to the lowest bidder,

I have no shame."

 

my lot in life

is an abandoned theme.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

6/19/25

Reviews

[A.H.]

a lot in life, is an abandoned theme. some fructify and some don't.
and certainly this line resonates:
the yard now overgrown
with disenchantment

with deep images, this write sends one in the whirlwind of thoughts. thanks for sharing this piece, j.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind review, A.H.
j.

[Ayesha Faiz]

Haunting and vivid—each image cuts deep. I especially loved “promises' weedy interception” and “my lot in life is an abandoned theme.” Quietly powerful.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Ayesha.
j.

[Ayesha Faiz]

Most welcome.

[Betty Hermelee]

time to sell may be equal to time to ease out of writing poetry… because perhaps we have lost the magic touch… and we don’t want to look at an “ abandoned theme”…..
Warmly, B🌷🌷🌷

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I am with you on that, Betty...and have been thinking about selling the house and just writing reviews instead of poetry.
I am headed for Vermont in the middle of the month...maybe I will find some new inspiration there.
Back to the pastures...Let me know when your new book is done...will want a copy.
j.
j.

[Betty Hermelee]

Dear J…great idea…. Vermont will be beautiful and inspiring…in many ways… i will definitely let you know about the second book, i’m writing like crazy… it ties in with the first but i think even better…. yes, i’d love your review, always
Warmly, B🙏🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷

[W. Barrett Munn]

The mystery every time we start to write is what have we been thinking about, maybe we’ll know before we find the final stanza or maybe we’ll be forced to sell.

Winston

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I appreciate that insight, Winston.
j.

[poetic swan]

“The yard now overgrown with disenchantment” — that line alone cracked something in me. This is quietly devastating.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, poetic swan.
j.

[DecentlyOkayWriter]

"for sale to the lowest bidder,
I have no shame."
. . .

It may be because the night had dulled my critical thinking, but reading this reminded me of my childhood house, that sold for almost nothing; a shame. I saw it while on a drive, a few days back; it's still the same, but the grass is horribly overgrown and it's painted a different shade of white. I'm not sure it still holds the memories I left there.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Maybe the ghosts of the memories are still there...surely they still inhabit the house.