Gold Glitter Gone

Though lovers be lost, love shall not. ~ Dylan Thomas

I watched you walk away,

a trail of silence

following your shadow.

You never looked back.

 

You carried in your hands

the gifts that I gave,

purchased months beforehand

in wait for Christmas.

 

But Christmas never came

for the two of us.

It slid into New Year’s

and lost tomorrows.

 

I could not understand

your broken edges,

how you carved out my heart

and left me behind.

 

I watched the sun go down,

the gold glitter gone,

all of the open doors

closed in an instant.

 

I am a shallow shell,

hollowed by the love

that I poured into you

that poured out of me.

 

I am no longer yours.

I dig up the past

and bury it again -

slaughter of my dreams.

 

I took you at your word.

I believed in you,

slipping over the brink

into the abyss.

 

You did not break my fall.

I tore through the clouds

and the eternal breath

of awakening.

 

I watched you walk away,

my withering stare

a sentimental ghost

buried in the past.

Author's Note

Reviews

[olla]

I am dumbstruck..it's so easy to forget why you liked some one to begin with.. one tends to remember only that they did.. I had to take great big gulps of air a couple of times..I forgot that I was holding my breath.. like fine wine.. your work ripens with time..

[Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn..]

Linda Marie,

FYI: My mother's name was Helen Marie, which maybe makes you but one name away from that fame of near to but not kinfolk ...

That aside, what a beautifully written piece of finely written Poetry touching upon the tearstained pages of that reality of unrequited Love and a romantic relationship gone South of not longer being loved by that one to whom was given all that any woman could/can give ...

Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn de Graham

[Lorry]

I understand this more than I'd like to. Its part of the reason why I don't celebrate the festive period, as I find there is so much pressure on relationships at this time, with what family to celebrate it with, as well as people trying to not only trying to keep up with the jones', but to outdo them, that it is more about adults than kids these days and I am no stranger to relationships breaking and the gifts outlasting the relationships.
And people wonder why I'm so Grinch-like. Well, to them I say " Bah humbug! 😊

[Betty Hermelee]

The somber music fits the emotions portrayed in this poem..." you carved my heart" but I am still grounded...you burned my soul and betrayed me, but i am coming into a new awakening....This is about self strength and self love...if you own this, then you can move on, even though you were hurt.
Beautifully written
Warmly,
B.

[Rania M]

Why should anyone matter to us more than our self-esteem? Power to the self. I think betrayal in love is an over battered theme. But you do justice to it in this poem.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

It's not a matter of anyone mattering more to us than our self-esteem. Love loves because it loves. There is no rhyme or reason to it. If you have never felt it, you will not understand. One day you will.

[Bhuyanshi Talukdar]

This poem is a haunting and powerful exploration of heartbreak and loss. The speaker's pain is palpable throughout, as they describe watching someone they love walk away and leave them behind. The use of vivid imagery, such as the "trail of silence / following your shadow," and the "sun go[ing] down, / the gold glitter gone," creates a sense of atmosphere and emotion that is both beautiful and devastating.

The repetition of the line "I watched you walk away" underscores the speaker's sense of helplessness and despair, as they struggle to come to terms with the end of their relationship. The final lines, "my withering stare / a sentimental ghost / buried in the past," are a poignant and bittersweet conclusion to the poem, conveying a sense of acceptance and closure.

Overall, this is a deeply moving and evocative poem that captures the raw emotion of heartbreak with honesty and sensitivity.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

What a lovely and in depth review. Thank you, Auza.

[John the Baptist]

Some hurts don't go away easily, and the deeper the emotional investment, the deeper the wound. This one has the sound of desertion and a betrayal of trust. The experience will not go away: "I dig up the past/and bury it again." I don't think this wound is anywhere near the healing point.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

There is healing but also remembrance. Thank you, John.

[willweb]

"You did not break my fall." you broke my heart and that is unforgivable. To take without giving or offering to give is a sure sign of someone who does not care about the feelings, happiness or wellbeing of another. One who take someone's heart and breaks it is no different than a conman. If that was the intent. My opinion only. Beautiful but sad poem that really causes my heart to ache.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Thank you, my dear sweet and sensitive friend. You always understand.

[Nima.Hope]

I began to read it and suddenly I felt I needed Chopin it his Nocturne in C sharp minor.
Your poem is thoughtful, like your other poems about love and relationships. It seems you analyze your love life in the past often, as I do too. Then, only a poem can make calm me down...
I don't know if you've found the love of your life but if you haven't, I wish you to find him and find the true love, as I think Chris Shaw has found it.I am still seeking love.....
Bravo Linda

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Thank you, Nima. I don't think there will ever be another love to match this one; but I have prayed for such. Believe me, I have prayed.

[Nima.Hope]

So continue praying. There are many great men and women in the world for each person, the only thing to do is waiting and trying to be positive. That's the thing I've learned in this less than 2 decades of life.
It's a pleasure to read you. Have a nice day

[emmajoygreen]

One of the saddest poems about lost love and the scars it leaves behind, Linda. Seems to me that your words pause now and again as if to gasp for breath. Hugs.

As to the video, it has such a variety of sounds: somber moans mingling with high, helpless calls and falling tears

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Thank you, Emma. You have followed me over the years and always seem to understand. I treasure that about you.

[emmajoygreen]

How true that is, yes, we do go back to - you know when. One should try to remember the past so we can walk same, similar or not in the now and future. I treasure past connections more than many know. Wishing you smiles, peace and sunshine, Linda. Always.

[emmajoygreen]

I needed to read this today..