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

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and again...the straying...the paying...the splintering of one into to two by his actions.
writing is such good therapy...i know, from so many years...and still writing out the pain of what happen so many years ago, i can hardly remember.
Once the glass shatters...even when the pieces are glued back together..there are still those ugly cracks...
j.

[M. L. F.]

Yes, all very true jacob. It is a great means of therapy, poetry. And when it touches the reader, that's the best.. Thank you for the review.
..Misty

[Tsubaki Kuro]

Wow, really good poem. Great job.

[M. L. F.]

Thank you for the review.. :) Glad you liked the read..

[M. L. F.]

I'm glad you like it Tsubaki. Thank you for reading it..

[Sir Drift & Mr. Pulse]

an interesting write, may I say seductive? hmm? I dont know. I want to see another story from you though. but I liked this very much. a man of glass, I wrote a story of somewhat alike, Crystaled Lips, of a woman who has crystal glass lips, let me know what you think.

[Jacob Clifford]

You weren't kidding when you said you needed to bleed upon the paper. This is a potent piece, and very powerful. I'm not usually a fan of this structure (A bit blocky, big bold letters on every word) but I didn't mind it this time. Yes, those lingering feelings, those pangs that come and turn bright days dark. . . You've accurately described this experience, which is unfortunate in that you know it well enough to tell others about it. This so-called bloody writing was well done.

[M. L. F.]

Thank you so much... It means a lot. I have two other poems connected to this one. They all have the caps and I just like it in poetry, so that all the words are given equal measure. Allowing my reader to make their own emphasis based on the rhythm of the writing so that they really can feel the words.. sounds silly, but in writing, rhythm, the music, the sound is everything. I'm quite formal with format and structure in my fiction, which is my true love. I take my fiction very seriously. But the poetry is more of free therapy for me, not that I don't love writing it as well. I love all writing. And yes, it is rather unfortunate that I know this pain so well, but I am coming out stronger on the other side, I always do.. :) I respect your opinion as a fellow writer, and thank you for taking the time to read me. I"m glad you were able to ignore the caps and focus on the emotion to enjoy this work. :)

[Jacob Clifford]

Those are some interesting ideas about poetry. It's wonderful how writing helps so many people--it is very therapeutic.

[M. L. F.]

Thanks... I tend to think a bit outside the box. But weird can be good, so long as it's not scary weird. lol.. and yes poetry is quite therapeutic for me. I'm sure I will continue to bleed on the paper.. Thank goodness..

[Krizito]

They says memories are a lasting treasure...good ones gives us a dream to always remember...bad ones give us a lesson to never forget.
Bleed on M - I don't mind this in the dark, gory way - let it out...it will birth to even more 'arts'.
Your poem is powerful, with a nice set structure. But I think I would prefer it with more punctuations, and an even more vivid imagery...with simpler words - I know, I demand a lot -
Bottom line, you did pretty good with this 'M'.

[M. L. F.]

Lol, Thanks "K" for the review :) I was thinking of throwing a few commas in on one of the lines which switches up a bit, but in poetry I really don't want anything to change the emphasis of one word over another, also why I tend to use caps to give an even measure visually to my words. I know it's not altogether "by the rules", but then again, neither am I, and in poetry I tend to take a little free license with myself.. ;) Thanks for the compliments and the great ideas though. :)

[Krizito]

First, its "Krizito" not "K"
Second, having fun is the whole point of poetry. So take all the license you would Milady ;)

[M. L. F.]

lol, I only called you "K", because you feel very familiar to me ;) I know you, Krizito... Don't I ? ;)

[Krizito]

Hmm Do you? *whispering* I do possess so many alter-egos ;)

[M. L. F.]

"Whispers".... shhh... "Gud" .. I already KNEW IT, that's why I asked you... ;)

[Terrence Chang]

Eccentric write and well presented. Liked the way the way you told your part. Words have a life to heal mental health through time and care or decimate one's very existence. I am sure that in time it will heal let the scars fade away for you.

[M. L. F.]

Thank you. They are already healing.. :)

[Terrence Chang]

That is good to hear. Hope you have a speedy recovery

[Ruth]

Words give us the balm or glue sometimes to seal those wounds...a potent purge of the heart...I guess such experiences can either destroy or make us even more rationale...balance being the key...perhaps...in perception...really in-depth piece M L that captivated my senses and spoke to the heart :)

[M. L. F.]

Thanks Poppy... :)

[Takeshi Yamada]

Misty, better out with the pain than in! Beautiful poem. I really enjoyed the analogy of this person who has caused pain with a glass man who has splintered. It's a perfect analogy...the person was fragile in the first place because of his nature, bound to break almost, and even after the break, it has splintered and those shards are NOT easy to remove. They just get stuck everywhere and the pain continues.

I liked this line: "THE BLAZING STARLIGHT OF MY LOVE BEGUILED THE STARS IN SPACE". As the poem goes, it's no better than the others (which are all meticulously crafted convey with each word), but I see here a lesson so common in love - that we can become so caught up in it that it blinds us. But then again, if we don't allow ourselves to be beguiled, are we truly "in it"? Love is so tough!

The last line is just great! It resolves the experience for me with the image of the poet in pain, picking out splintered glass from herself, one shard at a time. Rhythmically, your writing flows as I've become accustomed to -- I like the rhyming in the middle of the line. I can only imagine that took a long time to write!

You are working through some difficult feelings, but doing it the best way I know how..through your craft. Hang in there.

[M. L. F.]

Takeshi, yay... Thanks for the review and the lovely compliments! Actually the poem took me six minutes to write, and thirty minutes of anal retentive editing to fix the last line which was originally different. Haha. Pretty funny, your favorite line is also my favorite line! :) And yes, your interpretation is spot on, as usual. The man was fragile mentally to begin with, from things no one else could see yet. Then the poet seeks to find the moment when the glass began splintering, why, how... And great visual you have of the resolution, the narrator picking out the glass and trying to heal. Another great review! ;) I see you beat me in finishing our next stories! Competition, competition... haha. Almost done with mine, then I review yours... Looking forward to it! I am toying with making the new short story into a first chapter. I seem to have the same project direction disease that you have with my work. Thanks again for the review and hanging in there... :)

[Takeshi Yamada]

Haha...I may have beaten you to the first leg of the story, but my most recent story is still pretty rough, and I have been working on it for almost 2 years, so I just wanted to get it out into the world and see what people's reactions are. I feel the idea is great, but I also feel like, "Am I good enough to write it yet?" So...it's not "finished" finished. Just "posted" finished. I look forward to reading your story (or first chapter!).

[M. L. F.]

Ok, me too! Haha... Yes I am turning the story into a first chapter now I THINK... Will message you about it and bounce the idea off you first lol. Dying to see what you think! I am reading your story now, and so far I adore the premise and the title!! Very clever... ;)

[E G TEN]

Strong words, I call this power poetry, it's ok to bleed ones in a while.
We are human first and foremost. I see a great deal of maturity in your
Deliverance, very cool, keep up the great work. Thanks EG.

[M. L. F.]

Thank you EG for reading the work... Glad you liked it.
...Misty

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the honest tone and the directness of the words.
"AND NOW MY QUEST TO FIND TRUE REST FROM THE SPLINTERING OF YOU "
I like the use of the word "Splintering". Made the words profound and strong. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[M. L. F.]

Thanks... I like to let some powerful feelings out this way, so am glad it came across in such a way for you. Mission accomplished ;)

[Coyote Poetry]

You did well and you are welcome.