David DeSantis

Rookie (01/29/85 / Utica, NY)

*isolation At Sunrise - Poem by David DeSantis

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


Comments about *isolation At Sunrise by David DeSantis

  • (1/31/2009 3:51:00 PM)


    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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  • (1/28/2009 8:51:00 PM)


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

  • (11/19/2008 1:05:00 AM)


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

    these lines are a masterpiece...
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  • (7/13/2008 11:56:00 AM)


    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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  • (7/10/2008 11:22:00 AM)


    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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  • (6/12/2008 3:58:00 PM)


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

  • (5/8/2008 9:37:00 AM)


    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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  • (4/29/2008 3:43:00 PM)


    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 (4/27/2008 12:34:00 PM)


    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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  • (4/25/2008 12:39:00 PM)


    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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  • (4/22/2008 11:45:00 AM)


    You always manage to convey depth with such a light touch, David. Wonderfully weighted phrasing. Really good poem.
    F
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  • (4/22/2008 8:33:00 AM)


    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

  • (4/19/2008 11:21:00 AM)


    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.
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  • (4/17/2008 3:36:00 AM)


    A very poignant poem David, it says a lot and is simple but stunning as Yuri says,
    Well penned,
    Lynda xx
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  • Yuri Duraan (4/15/2008 3:14:00 PM)


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

  • (4/15/2008 11:40:00 AM)


    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

  • (4/14/2008 11:10:00 AM)


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

    Warm regards,

    Sandra
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  • (4/13/2008 2:34:00 PM)


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

  • (4/11/2008 7:48:00 AM)


    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

  • (4/11/2008 1:58:00 AM)


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

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 9, 2008

Poem Edited: Friday, October 3, 2008


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