It was the smugness
Of your punctuous words
Gouging,
Ripping at my soul
Leaving me selfless
Floundering
Homeless.
My skeletal remains
Dragged behind me
Aimless
Lost
Devastated.
I heard your calumnious tales
Spread joyfully around town.
You wanted me crushed into oblivion
You almost won.
Years I spent wandering
Searching
Seeking meaning.
I have found solace.
I denied love
Rejected every overture
But I have found one I cannot ignore.
I am being pieced together
Made whole
A man again.
Written for: http://dversepoets.com/2014/06/24/poetics-shattering-the-world-and-rebuilding-it/
Morpethroad 
This was my mother’s story – except she was never made whole again. She kept walking forward but her only hope was for his return – as broken as that relationship must have been. Glad you have exited the darkness and found someone to love.
Thank you Gay so am I happy about that. I appreciate your comment.
Being pieced together, made whole again… likely stronger for the scars that hold those pieces together.
Thank you so much for your comment.
There is much growth to going through love, loss and a certain rebirth. It’s happened to me and I suspect to most of us. It takes a while to open up to love again–and the right person.
So true Victoria and I wish you well in your discovery as I am about to embark on mine.
Beautiful ❤
Thank you Amanda, I appreciate you reading and your comment.
Very strong poem Michael. It’s hard to rebuild trust. I’m glad you have. I’m glad you found someone that you can put that trust and love with once more.
Thank you Jackie my life has turned a great corner and is heading in an amazing direction.
I love the ending, made whole, a man again ~ You are lucky to find love this way as some others remain crushed into oblivion ~ Wishing you a happy week Michael ~
Thanks Grace. Yes I am a lucky man. You have a good week too.
Michael wins!
And – the crowd cheers!
😀 😀 😀 😀
Ha, I do too. Thank you RoSy.
I am very happy for you, Michael. Love is wonderful once you find the right person, or they find you. All the best to you.
Thanks you Gabriella as always I appreciate your kind comments. My best wishes to you too.
I like how you wrote the journey from being broken to whole again. I also like the attitude in this piece. One of my favorite pieces from you.
Thank you Imelda you are very kind.
Powerful description of an emotional ripping to shreds and being pieced together again…love is healing!
Thank you lynndiane love certainly is healing.
Sticks and stones may break bones… but bones heal. Words can wound so much more deeply that it can take a miracle to heal. Glad to see that you are healing.
Thank you so much Bryan. Great comment.
Not only being rejected but being made a cuckold – what could break down more? To be healed and find new love after such a story … Glad it worked out.
Thank you Bjorn sometimes good stuff happens.
oh dang…the pain is palpable in this…My skeletal remains
Dragged behind me…what an image – and how powerful the healing and being made whole there in the end…
Thank you Claudia, your comments are always welcomed. Enjoy your day.
Everyone else has commented on the sentiment behind this poem, so let me stay with the form this time. An interesting device of repetition not of words, but of attributes:
Gouging,
Ripping at my soul
Leaving me selfless
Floundering
Homeless.
(And you have another one just a little further on). As if piling on the horrors, the dismay, the injuries… only then to make the rebirth all the more miraculous and strong.
Thank you Marina that is a very generous comment. I appreciate it very much.
A strong write of a personal battle with rejection which goes to our quick..so difficult to come back from yet you did it..good for you!
Thank you Kathy, yes if am getting there.
The pain of hurt, like cut glass under foot, accepting, dealing with your ‘skeletal remains’, powerful words…and then a new day dawns and love enters…once more you have flesh.
Yes I do Jenny. Thank you so much for your lovely comment.
You are welcome
Powerful write and ‘My skeletal remains dragged behind me’ paints such a vivid image. Glad you’re finding your way back to whole again.
Thank you Kathryn. I’m glad too. Thanks again for your comment.
I’ve experienced this as well. I’m glad you are able to try again despite the fear. It is working out wonderfully for me.
Well I am very happy you connected George and that like me your life is moving ahead as you’d like it. Have a good day.
I love the visual…”My skeletal remains dragged behind me.” Wow
The structure of the poem is bold and catchy.
Congrats on your new journey of love and life. 🙂
Thank you so much for reading and your lovely comment.
A man never fails until he gives up. I am glad you found love again, I have always thought we can have more than one great love in our lives if we dare to love greatly.
“More than one great love if we dare to love greatly.” So poetic! Would you write a poem about that, please! It’s a poem that the world needs.
Hi Larry – reminds me of a love poem I once was writing in which breasts were prominently featured. I showed it to a friend who considered it, then she mentioned in the poetic world that some parts were over used, I think her words were “breasts are already taken, choose something else” — once I finish “the elbow of love”, I’ll give it a shot – cheers
Thanks so much Bill I agree its all a matter of daring isn’t it.
I think you are on to something there Bill. Looking forward to your ‘elbow’ poem. Hope you have more success than my ‘Its not your Boobs but your Tubes that keep me warm at night.’
yep – it’s a roller coaster ride we like best when it’s smooth 🙂
Wonderful, Michael. Having the courage to try again is a huge, huge step.
Thank you Freya will let you know how it all turns out.
You give me a great deal of hope! 🙂
Hi Michael…..long time no talk. I decided to venture into blogging again and your blog has been my first stop. Such a powerful poem here, and can’t wait to read more of what you’ve been up to. Hope you’re doing well! 🙂 ~ Serena
Hi Serena I am doing very well. Lovely to see you visit again. Hope you are well too.