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• happiness is a glass of red on a school night
  by Jessica Tremp

  A Coonawarra Cabernet / tickling the nose

• Fancy from afar (the looking glass)
  by Symmetry44

  They embraced every word / Reinforcing a need to be wanted / Feeling themselves feeling each other / Conjuring emotion from hidden desire—

  And so as the miles between love and love’s desire deny us our greater yearnings, so too the need to fulfill them all the more. / In that I have loved from afar, so too have I in ardor’s light, been denied the sanctity of said love by the cessation of one of God’s truest and most beautiful creations. / This was written in hopes of bridging what seemed like an eternal gap between myself and the woman I was born to love. / If for all that love requires we should fade amid life’s mysterious yet salient flame there can be but a meager semblance of sentiment’s requisite then indeed we have lived to the degree of our desire to die for that which we were born. And in having lived as much I uphold that I love you Paula Anna Challinor and I always will my love… I bid you sweet adieu angel eyes..good bye for now my love….see you soon….

• glass of HOURS? sweary bad words mad paul oops
  by pauldrobertson

  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…

• RADIOGRAPHY
  by Ushna Sardar

  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 / ...

• The Man in the Glass
  by barnsis

  You may fool the whole world down the pathway of years

  One of my favorites, by Sammi Land

• One In Three
  by BySilent

  In today’s world there are estimated 5,000 nuclear warheads in the United States arsenal alone

  In today’s world there are estimated 5,000 nuclear warheads in the United States arsenal alone. One out of three warheads is past their “expected” life expectancy and as time goes on pose extreme environmental issues as to where to put them as they are rotated out of the arsenal. Not to mention that the delivery systems may be brittle due to rusted decay, corrosion, and other maladies of age.

• Broken glass...
  by ozjami

  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

• Splinter - dissolved the heavenly realm
  by Ushna Sardar

  the soul began to splinter / above are the isles in the darkness / collapsed all known and unknown aeon into dust / *thousand splinter…

• Frivolity
  by Stephen Mitchell

  Everything is art through amber glass.

  How and why polarizing and gradient filters were invented. Maybe.

• Looking Glass
  by Gal Lo Leggio

  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 Sounds Of Time
  by Crowmanic

  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…

• Smoky Glass Table
  by adgray

  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)

• Ghost Boxed Glass ( Internal War)
  by Amber Elizabeth Fromm

  “What’s in the Mirror” -Addiction/Demon

  Addiction it lies and remains my contradiction my struggle within myself

• TWO GLASSES OF WINE
  by Sally Omar

  I saw him / One lovely afternoon / I think it was May / Perhaps it was June / His eyes like stars / Shining in the sky / He made my heart j…

  Sometimes we see things a little different than they are especially after drinking / two glasses of wine….

• The Photocopier Poem
  by Donna Huntriss

  Just be warned it shall come to pass, / My new art show – “The Arse on the Glass”

• Origins of the glass elevator
  by Leoni Venter

  “So what goes up and down?” Willy asked rhetorically. “Airplanes… helicopters… yo-yo’s… escalators… elevators…”

  This is part 4 of a never-completed bunch of anecdotes from the history of the Chocolate Factory. You know the one… Standard disclaimer: This is a work of fan-fiction. “Charlie and the Chocolate Factory” and “Charlie and the great glass elevator” were written by Roald Dahl and I’m not claiming to have invented the elevator, Oompa-Loompas or Willy Wonka. I just went to visit the factory for a while…

• Mr. Percussion Man
  by Leoni Venter

  ...Or would you steal a rhythm / From the ancient spirit of the air / And play it on the bongos / The steel drums / Or the lively tambourine?...

  I wrote this poem for an amazing musician called Alasdair Malloy. I tried very hard to be the one to create a website for him, once upon a time. At least my nagging gave his management the idea to start a website for him, and you can find it here: http://www.alasdairmalloy.com/ Anyway, I have not seen Alasdair perform live, I only saw him on two of Mike Oldfield’s “Tubular Bells” concert dvds. And his obvious joy in performing was what inspired me to write this poem. The ‘glasses’ mentioned in the last verse refer to the fact that Alasdair is one of the few people in the world who can play a “glass harmonica” – a series of wine goblets filled with water to various levels and then each stroked into singing a certain note. It is quite astounding!

• Shattered
  by Michelle Hitt

  The sound of teardrops splashing onto the floor shatters the silence. / She sits alone with the white walls, perched on her wooden chair, ...

• SHATTERED GLASS HOUSE
  by JaneAParis

  Until she was given no choice but to ring the bell in the church steeple / Her happiness has turned to shattered glass and broken memories…

  This is about an ederly lady that has been put away by others in a rest home. Although she is a little shocked, bewildered, and desperate, she is also full of acceptance, hope, and all sorts of spunk and creativity. She might not have control over certain parts of her life or her environment, however she still has control over her mind and her positive output. No matter what she receives, be it negative or positive, she tries to make it something positive through creation or production. A reflection and conveyance of the negative and positive energies she is experiencing. You might think that she has given up the battle of life, but she hasn’t not at all. That confused, bemused look on her face is because she is pondering what her next writing or painting will be about. She is to be admired for her perseverance and strength. She is old, sick, and feeble, but when many others give up and stop living, she finds reasons to keep creating. It is all in your outlook. She is an inspiration.

• The Hour Glass
  by GrymmSong

  memory errodes..

  When past drags you down due to the residue…

• Clearly Opaque
  by linda lowry

  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.

• Beyond the looking glass
  by Andrea Bailey

  And Alice doesn’t live here anymore / Commended to dust by subliming age

• MARBLES
  by Asia Barsoski

  The marbles / So perfect / Round / Clear / Form little / Bright stars / In their / Shadows, / Through them / I see / The World / In a different light

• Winter Wonder Land
  by KatsEye

  Snow falling in icy crystals / winds roaring pushing snow dunes / swirling vortexes of wonder land delight / on the day of no sun everlastin…