Isolation At Sunrise Poem by David DeSantis

Isolation At Sunrise

Rating: 3.1


I awake,
Dreams burdened with your eyes.

A recollection of temperance
From a soul as empty
as the spirits in a glass.

My mind remains heavily weighted,
with unfair remnants
of celestial lies.

Cold,
Creeping,
Despair.

"He would have been a boy",
She said…

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



Copyright (C) David DeSantis

Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: loss,sad
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Serenity Prayer 12 June 2008

i like this poem. its really sad, but very good. good job.

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~ Jon London ~ 08 May 2008

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

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Onelia Avelar 29 April 2008

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.

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Sarah Abdullah 27 April 2008

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

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Lawrence S. Pertillar 25 April 2008

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.

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Ben Gieske 31 January 2009

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.

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Elizabeth Sheaffer 28 January 2009

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

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Chitra - 19 November 2008

I sometimes wish I was a glass. It’s easier to break without a soul these lines are a masterpiece...

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Raynette Eitel 13 July 2008

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

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Delilah Miller 10 July 2008

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

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