"glazen" poems
autumn mist rises
across the glazen waters
through the aspen grove
Aug 12, 2018
Aug 12, 2018 at 3:05 PM UTC
Miss Nancy Ellicott
Strode across the hills and broke them,
Rode across the hills and broke them—
The barren New England hills—
Riding to hounds
Over the cow-pasture.
Miss Nancy Ellicott smoked
And danced all the modern dances;
And her aunts were not quite sure how they felt about it,
But they knew that it was modern.
Upon the glazen shelves kept watch
Matthew and Waldo, guardians of the faith,
The army of unalterable law.
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They flutter about in the deep dark night
sputtering on, with a bright firelight might
Butterfly sized, with wreathed shining crescents
The only word breathed is, "effervescence”
Their flowing glowing streaks against the dark stark black
While the old stale pale moon beams strong against my back
These little white spheres, of magical energy
lapse my mind of momentary memory
I cannot move, for my movements are crude
and the fear that they'll disappear, is suddenly cued
They are kind and wise, I find I have been mystified
sitting crystallized and innocently petrified
Fickle, free floating dancers, in my quaint little kitchen
Reveals peaceful little answers poured from false fiction
"Playful" I whisper from afar, that's what they are
The purest, clearest energy that's escaped the stars
They brazenly bounce and bob about
reflecting off of my glazen glass jars
Can I love them, without knowing, what or how?
Can I exist forever in this glowing, here and now?
What could they want? Where do they go?
Tantalizing taunts, I grow old in their glow.
Aug 13, 2023
Aug 13, 2023 at 6:57 PM UTC
Cotton ***** replacing eyeballs,
light bulb socket eye sockets
glimpsing a contrast computer screen under sullen light;
small talk in the room behind me.
They're really getting into it
three quarters over the line between
I really don't know
and I really don't care.
One foot constraining the other end of reality.
And it's like everyone is shaven down
by their own empty hours
into glazen-eyed laughter.
Forward progress into
counting dirt
in a hole.
Dec 18, 2013
Dec 18, 2013 at 1:40 AM UTC
Torrential spirituality
Religion in the way that your lips meet my spine
You are the connection that I used to have to the moon
Milky, glazen sunshine
You are the freckles in the glass of my great grandfather's telescope
Sizzling electricity blooming from frayed power lines
You are the anxious potential energy impounding my body
Mar 28, 2014
Mar 28, 2014 at 10:28 AM UTC
I am the air that embraces the air of you wings
When I sleep at night you bring me dreams
I am the first rays bursting forth on a cloudy day
You are the open ocean's windy white spray
I am the glazen white light from the dust of the moon
You're looking back saying ,"Come catch me real soon .
I am the glisten as light shines through the rain
You are my Magi whose hands heal all my pain
I am the father before there was time
You are the mother as eternity unwinds
They say it is written in stone on the walls
I say it is unwritten that tells to me all
Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 10:51 PM UTC
Ge moet maar is proberen
om door een glazen wand
uw hand uit te steken
Of om uw oren te spitsen
en door een betonmolen te horen
waarover de mensen staan kletsen
Als ge wa zit rond te zweven
zonder te leven, in een zeepbel
zonder naald, zonder een stem
dan is er geen mens die erom zal geven
als ge zonder het te merken
heel voorzichtig en langzaamaan
doorzichtig wordt.
De zwaarte enkel te verlichten
door de leegte te inhaleren
in steeds grotere dosis
en steeds gretiger teugen
tot ge begint te geloven
dat het zo wel beter is
En al zout ge beloven
Uzelf te verplichten
uw ogen te openen
Ge zout het vergeten
en zonder het te weten
uw leven voorbij zien flitsen
Aug 16, 2019
Aug 16, 2019 at 12:08 PM UTC
If a poem was less
If it did not make you bleed
Then the love was untested
Left outside of one's need
If you could not squeeze a syllable
Make it scream in pain or delight
If the words were not nimble and
Danced not across a glazen heart
Shattering all in sight
If not a tear falls from joy
From the cheeks of rain
Then all words are useless
There is no loss to your gain
Jan 18, 2015
Jan 18, 2015 at 2:51 AM UTC
Ik heb een duidelijke taak gekregen,
gisteren de glazen zitten legen,
verlegen toch in bed gelegen
vanwege de wegen die doorwegen
op mij en mijn zin zit tegen.
Begin dan toch gewoon,
laat al de rest maar vallen,
begin nu eindelijk,
alles is toch tijdelijk.
Ik heb me erachter gezet,
goed opgelet, ik weet het,
't is een leugen, een klucht.
Ik ben dan toch begonnen
al was het met een diepe zucht.
Nov 7, 2017
Nov 7, 2017 at 7:40 AM UTC
in letters in the shape of a name
or a word
I sense the breaking dawn
of a lachrymose smile
glassy glazen puffy knotted
in an agreement between gods
together, they sing
“to be bright is to be scarred,
and pain is to beauty
as sun is to mars”
both sacred as stars
both beckon beyond the caverns of Golgotha
in my stomach aches turned sour
my mouth burns at the mere thought of speaking
I do not want another year
or month
or week
or day
I do not want forever
I want never
ever
ever
ever
to exist inside this prison
of hearts breaking hearts broken
in my witching hour
with sympathy leading the way,
I collect pieces of the future
and stuff them in my pockets
to save for myself
and nobody else
Apr 2, 2017
Apr 2, 2017 at 8:48 PM UTC
She started
love to love you baby
In the portal the whole
tunnel of love
The darkness hit her
Not protected by
his harness
Your Highness
She got a taste of his sauce thickness
The recital
She
Only words
No Feelings
Confess-y spinning wheel
((Sabotaged))
Let's make a deal
American or Foreign
flag or the devil
Crossed her
legs
Only herself
Confess to
oneself
2- B Selfish
but he wished
she was his flower,
And.... not just
any flower
uniquely
Flowered text me
something________?
Staggered me
Deathly-friendly
state admire me
true fate to lose me
Powdery*
Pet-cemetery
Scared out of
her wits
Symbolic- fits
Confess-y
Dom
[email protected]
Yahoo glazen
Rose-y
Horizon
Self-righteous
Love hours staged
with flowers hugged
Love is growing
where- V
one can see- A+
Getting closer- L
she shined- E
uniquely- N
as something- T
else two be fanned- I
Confessed only 4 N-
Never forgotten
Self-wish
me__________E-Eternity
Here is the picture version longer
Thanks for being patient
It will be worth the sabotage
Here is the link if it doesn't click try to work it
https://robinraregem.wordpress.com/2018/04/29/self-sabotage-staged/
May 7, 2018
May 7, 2018 at 12:44 PM UTC