The Man in the Glass House

The Man in the Glass House

A Poem by Phill Oz O'fee
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Shattered dreams

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The Man in the Glass House




The only way

The man in the glass house

Could communicate

Was to tightly tie

His words around a stone

And chuck them through the glazing


But the people

Did not read his writings

Because they were covered in sharp shards

And they were afraid

Not only of being wounded

But believed a poison covered them


His apparent transparency

Was stained

And blackened by their hatred of the truth

So they threw thick tar

Upon the very symbolic structure

Of his characteristic dwelling


So for now

The man in the glass house

Lives in unwarranted shadowy silhouettes

Of detestation

From those who do not accept

His unique diversity


Yet the conviction

To believe

Someone outside his conservatory world

Would unfold the writings

Wrapped around those fateful stones

Remained unchangeable


As was predestined

One adventurous inquisitive soul

Unshackled their chains of trepidation

And tentatively

Peeled off a parchment page

From its stony host


And there dawned

An enlightenment of great revelation

Poignantly scrawled

Were the thoughts

Of the man in the glass house

Asking for forgiveness


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Glasshouses from within and outdoor are a sign of being seen but not being heard Or the outsiders being heard but hiding because that's what they do. The latter being that - whatever one could or might say can be manipulated by scorn or imagination. Those within the glass, need see to live, but in fact only exist, poor dears. What sadness in your words, sir.

'And there dawned
An enlightenment of great revelation
Poignantly scrawled
Were the thoughts
Of the man in the glass house
Asking for forgiveness'

Or more, depending on..

Posted 8 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Glasshouses from within and outdoor are a sign of being seen but not being heard Or the outsiders being heard but hiding because that's what they do. The latter being that - whatever one could or might say can be manipulated by scorn or imagination. Those within the glass, need see to live, but in fact only exist, poor dears. What sadness in your words, sir.

'And there dawned
An enlightenment of great revelation
Poignantly scrawled
Were the thoughts
Of the man in the glass house
Asking for forgiveness'

Or more, depending on..

Posted 8 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

well penned phil.
people always make assumptions rather than asking non-presumptuous questions with an open mind.
cheerio carola

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wonderfully expressed, loved the flow of words and kept me reading till the end. Glass houses do crack at times leaving holes in the world of mans ideas ;-]

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Well, as the old saying goes, people who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones. There are public figures who might benefit from reading this one.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

It is truly a shame that we find that our society permeates with an abundance of these glass houses as many hearts now find they have an aversion to truth. Their nature has become incurious and would rather live in fantasy than accept reality. Technology has fanned the flames of Psychopathy rather than free the mind to knowledge.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Phill Oz O'fee
Phill Oz O'fee

Winchester, Hampshire, England, United Kingdom



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I am caught in a time spiral of confusion; that period we all experience between birth and death. Somewhere inside hides a poet, writer, lyricist and/or whatever, laying dormant and suppressed by s.. more..

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