*isolation At Sunrise - Poem by David DeSantis

Masterly done. I really like the following: Dreams burdened with your eyes, a soul as empty
as the spirits in a glass, and unfair remnants of celestial lies. You used common images but not in a trite way. (Report)Reply

This is simply amazing. Stunning piece you have here. Awe-inspiring. Five thumbs up and two stars. (Report)Reply

I sometimes wish
I was a glass.
It’s easier to break without a soul

these lines are a masterpiece... (Report)Reply

This is an amazing poem 'From a soul as empty as the spirits in a glass' then followed by 'I sometimes wish I was a glass...' Nice work. But shouldnt it be I wish I WERE a glass? Your images are honed in, not overdone and you have caught the feeling in just a few words, as every poet should do.

Raynette (Report)Reply

Strange how an empty glass of alochol can make things so much heavier. It was frustrated and deep blue. Keep writing,

Delilah (Report)Reply

i like this poem. its really sad, but very good. good job. (Report)Reply

This is so deep, it reminds us all of how fragile we are, I wish sometimes that our hearts were wrapped in bubble wrap..

I hope yours will be looked after, and treated with the respect it's deserves.

best wish you you bro...another fine write by Mr Desantis..keep it going


Jon (Report)Reply

I sometimes wish
I was a glass.
It’s easier to break without a soul...Wow, this lines are crystal clear and beautiful! ! No comment. (Report)Reply

I sometimes wish
I was a glass.
It’s easier to break without a soul.

WOW
It's Really Really Deep..and the words are sooo Wonderful
Thx alot for sharing (Report)Reply

Mister DeSantis? 'Isolation at Sunrise' is to 'classic' as crystal is to glass.
What a wonderful piece of art this is. I enjoyed reading this. The style,
subject matter and your 'touch' has produced a 'memory'. You have captured
the essence of a craftsman's skill....and 'delivered' an awesome 'work'!
Beautiful. (Report)Reply

You always manage to convey depth with such a light touch, David. Wonderfully weighted phrasing. Really good poem.
F (Report)Reply

This is a painfully beautiful piece. I love the last stanza, it resonates with me. Just as haunting as the sound that glass would make were I to run my fingers around the rim. (Report)Reply

Excuse me if I got this wrong, but is this in reference to a deceased child of your (one never born?)

This is a painful poem, and you coveyed emotion quite well in it's unique and supple lines. I greatly enjoyed the glass metaphor. (Report)Reply

A very poignant poem David, it says a lot and is simple but stunning as Yuri says,
Well penned,
Lynda xx (Report)Reply

Aahh! stunning poem! .... in its simplicity it kicks you in the stomach, resonates in the heart....10/10 (Report)Reply

Yes fine writing worthy of the scores its been given. A challenge to those of us who know that poetry is about capturing the essence but find ourselves with to much to say and needing too many words to do it. I will try your style. (Report)Reply

Praise for your sad, but beautiful poem. The last stanza is superb.

Warm regards,

Sandra (Report)Reply

An emotionally charged poem in which every single word counts - the imagery is particularly striking - a powerful and moving piece David. j. (Report)Reply

Oh my word, so deep and filled with regret and loss.... so sorry. I am in agreement with Deana though, no isolation here at all, only community. Keep on penning them David. HG: -) xx (Report)Reply

You pen your despair with economy, and great emotional weight, David. Your final stanza is quite brilliant. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ (Report)Reply