MY GLASS MAN

When was the moment you were lost my glass man splintering?

A fraction of the man you were now lost in misery

The blazing starlight of my love beguiled the stars in space

I see you now awash in pain as tears stream down your face

How can it be, you were the one, my deep abiding love.

But now the pain of great disdain wraps tighter than a glove.

And yet the thing that’s saddening above all else you’ve done

was throw away, by choice you made, the fate of two for one.

 As hope abides, my soul divides, and feels yet split in two.

  And now my quest to find true rest from the splintering of you..   

Author's Note

Need to bleed upon the paper, every now and again... What better place than poetry, to help seal off the wounds?

Reviews

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S**t.......this was a hard poem for me to read, as i guess you have gathered.

I am this glass man, today. Shattered. Splintered. Riven. And not by my choice. It is not always the one who leaves that falls like shards of glass. The devoted, the truthful, the faithful, the heart and soul of a couple also falls to ground and shatters into a million pieces.
This is a very relevant poem; something that we can all relate to. Especially those of us who followed our hearts, loved unconditionally and were discarded like yesterday's leftovers.
A very potent poem, Misty, definitely hit the heart with this one. Great work.

[M. L. F.]

Thanks Doodley.. Funny thing is, I was the one who did the discarding, but because the hidden transgressions were so beyond shocking, I was left with really no other option but to.. That is what this piece is about for me. It's about the fact that something snapped along the way inside of him it seemed, and he changed, little by little, into something dark and unrecognizable. Into a person with deeds that shocked all in his world when they came into light, as these things always do... I am glad you liked the piece, and sorry you are feeling these things for yourself but in a different manner, sad all the same. Thanks again for the read and the lovely review...
..Misty

[Echoes of Eros]

In your rich writing these wounds seem so fresh, bleeding still from love's fragile forms. Your imagery just aches with these wounds, and none are ever deeper than those of love lost. I know this pain too well. xo

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

Well said. Loved the rhyme and the entrenched meaning and flow!

[M. L. F.]

Thank you. This is one of the pieces I like the least, but the concept of "splintering" introduced in this poem, lead to a "what if" for a book, so it was worth it in the end... ;)
..Misty

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

You're poetry inspired books, that's amazing!

[Dusk]

wow, it's as though I can feel every emotion of misery and heartbreak through the poem
It's incredible to have such power over your audience xx

[M. L. F.]

I am flattered, truly. Thank you for the encouraging words, and yes, a lot of emotion pours out sometimes. Just glad there is paper to catch it...
Misty

[Aventicus]

Heh, you changed your last name. I apologize for not reading and reviewing this sooner. Well written, indeed, but I've always found you respect someone's works more by how well you present your understanding of it, rather than through compliments. A man who is broken, or in this case "shattered," can fall with his pieces and lie there as they continue to cut him open while he is unwilling to move. In truth, he cannot move for he is bound to the floor by the weight of a slowly emptying heart and a fractured mind. It is actually a secret cry for help, but when one reaches out to help him up, he may rebuke the merciful hand in violence, for that hand may have further drug him along the shards. Yet, he must see, if one is willing to provide sight to a blind man's eyes, the light of redemption that is reached through pain. This light is at first burning, but that is part of the process of healing. Yet, such a man may retreat in fear of the light, and the merciful hand, if it is not wary, may be cut off and drug down with the man, to the depths of despair.
I hope this allegory was apt.

[Antoñyo]

Oh wow. this potent piece leaves the heart with scrapes and scratches...well, mine anyway.
Excellent choice of art to match. Thanks for the share!

[M. L. F.]

Thank you.. No one probably looks at the art, but I was amazed to find it after I wrote the piece. It was just so perfect. :)

[Antoñyo]

Pure writers may not look, but I'm a creativity-holic (that also writes) and put much work into mine mostly, so I always look and appreciate it with others.
You're welcome

[Takeshi Yamada]

Misty, did you improve on this or rework the wording any since I last commented? Now that I read it again, it feels somehow even better than before! 100/100 flawless.

[M. L. F.]

Haha! Keen eye Takeshi, Keen eye... Why yes I did! ;) I changed the last line entirely, it was driving me nuts in the original draft. It flows much better and hold more powerful meaning for me. I'm glad you agree with the edit.. Also the following line:
"IS THROW AWAY BY CHOICE YOU MADE THE FATE OF TWO FOR ONE"... That one I altered as well. lol. Thank you for the re-read and the great compliments! :)

[Takeshi Yamada]

Yes, Misty, I would say the original was great and this version is publishable (!!!!!). I'm no poet, but for what it's worth...there you go. Glad to see this gem polished to perfection.

[Joe W]

The true sadness in life is not fragility. It is having something and then discovering it's fragility. No one ever discovered something new and then kept it hidden away, locked in their minds. No, they shared it with those around them hoping that they could gain something else from it by sharing it with others. Only after sharing it do they discover what an amazing thing it truly is. All that being said, this is one of those poems I found to be like that. If this were not shared, the wonder of this piece could not have been shared. Thank you for this piece. I look forward to reading more as I get around to it. Hope that you found this constructive and not simply as me trying to put my input in for input's sake.

[M. L. F.]

Thank you for the review. No I can appreciate the thoughts you expressed here. And I am appreciative of the read and glad you enjoyed the feelings I laid into it..
... Misty

[Joe W]

You're welcome. I was hoping that's how it would come across.

[Avinash]

The departure of someone who once held that special place in your heart does create a lasting void. We need to often revisit it again to address the pain. A beautiful cathartic write.

[James]

Very good, lots of emotion, but that's where good writing comes from. I really enjoy the way you weave the poems together. A very clear message, easy to read with very nice flow.

[M. L. F.]

Wow, thank you.. I"m glad to hear the progression of the work is not lost on you. Very clever. Thank you so much for the review..
..Misty