David DeSantis

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

*****raleigh 4: 50 A.M. - Poem by David DeSantis

Today I sat
by a pool.
A vacation from the stresses
of the reality I face.
And a face
it played
in my mind like a record,
but more than I wanted.

She is not mine
She will not be
she was mine
and I shall not have
and anything
that I ever needed...

a nd
a boyfriend
shares her picture

I gaze like a voyeur
in a film
that I should not.

but peering
at this hour
for the first time
in months
are tears
and the picture
that i somehow witness.

this is reality:

a pun
of a play
of a game
that I lost.

Comments about *****raleigh 4: 50 A.M. by David DeSantis

  • (8/20/2009 7:28:00 AM)

    Sad David, but at least now you can move on,
    Cheer up my friend,
    Lynda xx
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  • (8/20/2009 6:36:00 AM)

    Sigh.... this is so sad. But Idy H is right, the final stanza is sheer brilliance. Hope you're well DD. HG: -) xx (Report) Reply

  • (5/31/2009 6:27:00 PM)

    The last four lines are so....they hit home: the comparison is perfect. I'll quote you on it sometime soon if you don't mind (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 3, 2009

Poem Edited: Sunday, May 3, 2009

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