there is rain in my blue sky

there is rain in my blue sky

 

a friend, a lover

a heart spilled of kindness

shelter from the storms

of a helter skelter

life

i hope peace 

finds you lodging

in the spirit's realm

where it is infinitely calm

 

where only cumulus clouds

float in an unharmed sky

a sun still smiling inside

a harsh world

 

you were such a longtime friend

i don't know when i didn't know you

our minds often coincided

our thoughts mirrored in anecdotal 

alignment

there is a certain pain

knocking on my door

but your memory is always welcomed

 

in fact

i will give you your own key.

 

 

erin-cilberto

11/21/2025

Reviews

[Vol]

Jacob,
"i hope peace
finds you lodging
in the spirit's realm
where it is infinitely calm."
The poems on here today seem to be following a theme of observation and the human response to all the stuff there is out there. It has made me think about something I've been reading up on, again. Science cannot explain human consciousness. Sometimes I feel like an invisible character/consciousness in one of those movie scenes... like Scrooge visiting the past, seeing, but unseen.
Wondering if the only true reality is inside my consciousness... I get an image of those planters with shelves around the sides, little pockets for those "Hen and Chicks" succulents... A Conscious universe the planter, other smaller consciousnesses growing here and there, a part of the whole, but independent, too, each adding something unique and necessary.
On the other hand, I have been living in this solitude for so long, I think my head is just messing with me... he always was a bit of a jerk...
Vol

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your words, Vol.
I knew her since 1972...really wonderful friend.
I am at that age...losing people left and right.
j.

[mae]

to love is to lose. -mae.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

true, mae, very true.
Thanks for your comment.
j.

[Desert Knave]

A beautiful tribute indeed. ~Jim

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Jim.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Touches the heart strings j. A beautiful tribute to an old friend. She will be blowing you kisses from the heavens. Superbly penned.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

She was an amazing woman.
Thanks Chris.

j.

[Curly Grace]

beautifully sad. love love the last line.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Sarah....we were friends for 53 years.

[DoormanDan]

That last line is a powerful way to end this. I can definitely feel your pain in this piece. It carries a weight that only the loss of a close friend can carry.

Nicely written. I hope you're finding comfort in those memories.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind words, Dan.
j.

[red93]

Superb memorial - these life-long Friends are so so valuable - as dear as siblings in their own ways. Exceptional ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and sometimes they replace siblings in ways.
thank you, red.
j.

[Stephany]

Memories can be comforting while filling us with sorrow. Great wording.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Stephany.
j.

[Perdition]

Damn J.!
Did you really have to do this on a Sunday? It is Sunday, right?..lol.
To top the whole emotional grip off, ya just had to throw in that line "in anecdotal alignment," didn't ya? It's that one line amongst a crowd of fierce feelings that somehow stopped me within an instant and gave back joy to a painful read. Although " unharmed sky" was a warrior's words that I don't think most would have gone with, and well used, maybe Mary Oliver, but she too is within that sky. Absolutely gorgeously written!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your very kind words, Perdition.
j.

[Betty Hermelee]

A fine tribute to an old friend… he brings out the sun… in your spirit…. Otherwise a depressed rainy day.. thoughts of him make you smile, and even though he’s long gone to you he’s still a shadow; a living shadow who can enter you space anytime ….
Warmly
B😊

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind words...
j.

[Betty Hermelee]

A pleasure J
Warmly, B