Gleaning

You comb your fingers
through charred remains
of what once was
your flawless life.

Small gems glitter
amongst the rubble,
a little bit of shine
in the dull.

You ravage for them,
a scavenging coon,
cling to them like
sunny days in April.

You put things together,
but you're missing some pieces
of this labrynthe puzzle
that is left of the before time.

You glean for sugar
in a land of salt,
build things up
and ignore the cracks
in the foundation.

Your life stands tilted,
the leaning tower of Pisa,
to remind you each day
of what you lost
and what you gained.

I don't know what to say. This is a phenominal poem you've written here. I think it's perfect. Wow! You've written something great here. I like your wording, your metaphors and similies, and how they aren't cliched, over used one. Keep up the good work!

A nice poem, and one I enjoyed reading.
The only thing that bothered me was the leaning tower of Pisa. It was not set up at all and felt terribly out of place among the rest of the words... the last stanza is all the harder to take seriously for it.
Speaking of, that last stanza seems a bit too generalized after the more specific details preceding it, at least in a work of this length and formatting.

So, mess around with that last stanza, get personal with it, and you'll have a super poem!

Great poem. I loved how you used such beautiful, clever metaphors that are unique yet very fitting. I could really see what you were talking about and I really like how you use such creative ideas to describe something very simple. I really liked the fifth stanza:
You glean for sugar
in a land of salt,
build things up
and ignore the cracks
in the foundation.

I really like the first two lines because they are great examples of the metaphors I was referring to. The only thing I would suggest is changing the word glean in the line "You glean for sugar" to something like "search" because what I really liked up till then was how you so exceptionally described the actions of the reader without using the word "glean". Thats just my opinion so do whatever you think is right. Over all I think this stanza is brilliant.
In the last stanza I don't like how you refer to the leaning tower of Piza. It just doesn't fit.
Anyway, this is a fantastic poem and a credit to yourself. Thanks for writing it.