Your glass eye(s) breaking my heart like a highway at night of endless black mirror crushed beneath tires at high speed the splintered light of oncoming cars unseeing but we are not blind in the onrushing darkness, no love is not blind in your arms the shivers and slivers clear and bright
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qbit 
the leap of imagination here is like the skipped beat of the heart – read this several times for sheer enjoyment
“breaking
my heart like a highway at night” – wow! (sorry I hate that word but it says more than it exclaims)
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“read this several times for sheer enjoyment” – I read *that* several times for sheer enjoyment!!!
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Wonderful collaboration between light and love, traveling with their lovely refractions.
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Oh Qbit this is magnificent! Light, love and what blinds and binds us! I love it! We have missed you at the Muse! So glad to see you today splintering light and all!
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This is what I love about short poems–they cut quick and deep, just like the broken glass slivers in a lover’s eyes, and freeze you in place like a long black highway to hell. Or so I read, and blather–a fine poem, and every image rings true.
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Thank you!!
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Please reassure me I am not a dunderhead … I see love, not shattered, in full bloom, in the last lines of your (exquisite) poem.
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Yes, 100%.
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I have a friend who has a glass eye. Scary at times. Her husband was a mess, a bugger, but he turned a new leaf. They’ve moved away but he and I are FB friends. Unlike your heroin she was passive and tolerant of her man.
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I love it, especially “my heart like a highway at night”.
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Love is not blind and it seems to be speeding on the freeway to a designated place of light. There is something about driving at night that leaves one spellbound.
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Ah, yes. Thank you.
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Piercing words that go straight inside!
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Caught on the image of an endlessly crushed highway.
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Love the way you caught how thoughts can go in the night.
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“Your glass eye(s) breaking
my heart…”
The desperation of looking but not seeing is so well developed. Nice one qbit.
Happy New Year
Much love…
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You have deftly turned the old bromide on its head. I’m with you, I think love sees very well thank you.
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Excellent line breaks with blind/no/blind – also breaking/night and crushed/speed. Good choices
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Thank you!!
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love is not blind
in your arms the shivers and slivers
clear and bright
How nice qbit! A piece of loving care to warm the heart amidst all the ‘upheavals’ of 2021. Hoping for good things in the ensuing year ahead!
Hank
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ah, that’s nice, very clear imagery and clarity of meaning, and i like how it’s a single thought running through the whole poem.. very well done
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Thank you!
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“in your arms the shivers and slivers
clear and bright”
Wonderful poem, q!
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Thanks!
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What an opening! I love this
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Thank you!!
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