Where do you go to find a dream / when all your dreams lay shattered / like shards of brittle brilliant glass / that shred your hands and th…
A Coonawarra Cabernet / tickling the nose
I will carry it with me in a bag stitched from skeins of my own madness and plastic wrapping tape.
to kill me, and though I do bear a cross of curiosity towards the moments of final breath I am too deeply cynical even in my least sane PANTS to actually believe…
she heard his whisper between earth and dream
My Lashes touching the cheek / That gives me depth and focus / For… / I am worthy of love
It’s like a furnace! / I burnt my eyes / burnt my body / and soul too / I burnt all / burnt my values / burnt past on the stake / ...
You may fool the whole world down the pathway of years
One of my favorites, by Sammi Land
When i look in the mirror / is not me I see, / but someone that everyone / sees except me.
(featured in the group Masterpieces: Literary Workshop )
The smoky glass table was cool and serene / The heated activity not to be seen
Another verse inspired by Bubble art / My friend Dawndavies posted her new picture Pure Love / and this poem lept into my mind :o) Enjoy :o)
I built you a silver butterfly.
metaphors and alcohol cures the flu.
I couldn’t stand the coffee in town until ‘The Hedgehog’, the café nearby, hired Kwan to increase its floor staff from one to two, and no…
A little town away from home, sometime people just stay in your head.
The fragments lay on the tile floor, / Each shard carrying a moment in time, / Each distorted images cascades a thought, / Blent light ,bend…
glass is pretty…when handled right !!lol
Spilt wine as blood from fractured glass / seeps through the sands of life, / as the mist of Doubt is vanquished / with the clouds of un-Rea…
“What’s in the Mirror” -Addiction/Demon
Addiction it lies and remains my contradiction my struggle within myself
“Imagine I’m a beautiful woman and you love me!” he shouted, believing he was now transposed into some sort of great photographer.
A memorable event that occurred when I had some of the best times of my life working as an assistant for John Cowan, one of the top London photographers of the sixties.
the soul began to splinter / above are the isles in the darkness / collapsed all known and unknown aeon into dust / *thousand splinter…
Everything is art through amber glass.
How and why polarizing and gradient filters were invented. Maybe.
Light be our love, that always glows so strong. / Light be the joy, that comes from within a song.
Just a small verse, that I was inspired to write after seeing Tereza’s image of Glass.
yes its your world not mine / i am only here for the time / even thought the clock ticks / you sit still
for i am yours for a time, a noise, a breath, yet swiped away.
In my dreams I make starlight with that yellow and smile at the sight.
Exploring vision…..sharing my perception of it.
I found a feather as I walked. / So white and clear and pale and cold, / ... / - / ... A line of feathers lay forsaken, / Snow on the gra…
On DeviantART / Bah. Title limits. / Angels Should Stay Away When They Die
Those pint glass bottomed spectacles / are staring up at me / as you gurgle down another beer / and burp and boff with glee. Gone are you…
Why an blue glass Apple? Here my version of what really happened to Snow White! On day, when the poor Snow White was alone at h…
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Amanda imagined that her fascination with glass began, not on the beach, but on the hot August evening Julia led her away from their hous…
Life changes, glass reflects it.
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