Cardinals Ashamed

Cardinals Ashamed

 

i am trying to write a love poem

but the sky is too orange

the blue is bleeding

on a city street

with twisted metal

and medals given to those

brave folks

clearing the streets

of life

and legitimate

Americans

who are also

trying to write a love poem

 

but have their pens

riddled with bullets

 

the blue is bleeding

orange lets out a victory smile

 

the streets are silent

there is peace 

when only a few birds

 

are still singing.

hopefully, singing love songs.

 

 

erin-cilberto

1/18/25

Reviews

[BuzzyB]

We are disrupting Nature, its sweet song and the consequences can only be heartbreaking.
A poem beyond beautiful in its rendition, the cardinals would love you for writing it. Such sadness felt....

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Cardinals are pretty and peaceful. Even they wish the world wasn't so ugly and chaotic.
Thank you for your words, BB.
j.

[BuzzyB]

I appreciate the thought very much. You're welcome, Jacob.

[Pete]

much enjoyed read although sad. i love listening to the birds - so reassuring. bold descriptions as they bleed their truths. "In all chaos there is a cosmos, in all disorder a secret order". - Carl Jung

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Pete.
j.

[Thomas W Case]

This one hits like a fist wrapped in velvet—the orange sky, the bloodied blue, and the tension between love and chaos. I like the grind under the beauty; it’s raw, uneasy, and alive.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Thomas.
j.