Tuesday, November 16, 2010

house of stained glass

Old Sugar Mill and Florida Fall 096
red raw tears run down
heart that beats in sorrow.
dark drops that doubt and fear.
even the sun-glistened have their place
and the blue cool soothing.

thin, fragile, yet strong.
i will not throw stones.

but only Spirit
of the broken and poured
crimson bled flames
azure center ablaze
kindred warmth glows gold
find home in this
house of stained glass.
AWA 11/14/2010

linking with One Shot Wednesday @ OneStopPoetry

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12 comments:

  1. I like the way you used colours in this poem. The first five lines are particularly strong.

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  2. Love the double meaning with the house of stained glass

    A beautiful, raw poem

    thanks for sharing with One Shot

    Moon smiles

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  3. i love how you use the colors in your poem to paint emotions..and it's so good not to throw stones..

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  4. Wonderful description of the colors we each have inside - nice One Shot, Abby!

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  5. Strong use of imagery/colors - effective work.

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  6. Beautiful picture . . . beautiful, heart-striking poem.

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  7. I am back - this poem is a strong piece and the analogy really works well now. Thank you _/|\_

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  8. Ahh!!! I could feel this ... beautiful. Thanks for sharing..

    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
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  9. What lovely imagery, in the poem and the photo.

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  10. Beautiful vision of stained glass...natures cathedral....bkm

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  11. i love this abby... house of stained glass... he makes a home in us. what a privilege this is. xo

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  12. Beautiful stained glass words, painted with vibrant colors. Well done.

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