Water Glass
As in watered glass -
a water glass -
we reflect
on how we are reflected
repetitively,
repetitiously,
ad-indendum
infinitendum
(some made up words here)
on the cubes, squares,
bubbles and boxes
we have squashed ourselves into,
ignoring
the blue watered silk
of the firmament,
the arch to wide,
a possibility for everything,
and hope -
a galloping horse that invites us -
come ride!
a water glass -
we reflect
on how we are reflected
repetitively,
repetitiously,
ad-indendum
infinitendum
(some made up words here)
on the cubes, squares,
bubbles and boxes
we have squashed ourselves into,
ignoring
the blue watered silk
of the firmament,
the arch to wide,
a possibility for everything,
and hope -
a galloping horse that invites us -
come ride!
posted by burning moon at 7:05 PM
2 Comments:
Enticing word play at the beginning kid, leads nicely into this piece, you are on fire my dear *smiles broadly*
a galloping horse that invites us -
come ride!
Very cool!!
lol. mmm. thanks. a funny sort of thing - poetry eh?
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