Fragility

Posted on May 4, 2010 by

She lives
just a stone’s throw
from a glass house.

Steps
gingerly through the shards
peeking in for a glimpse.

Sees
well-worn windows
make fine mirrors.

Stands
holding smooth, round weight
in hesitant hand
waiting for someone else
to
cast
the
first.

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4 Responses to Fragility

  1. beespoetry says:
    March 6, 2012 at 10:11 am

    Ooh. Evocative. I can see the polished glass reflecting a stormy sky above- much to think about here.

    Reply
  2. Tracy Crenshaw says:
    March 6, 2012 at 3:25 pm

    I love the first line: a stone’s throw from a glass house. It’s one of those lines where you think, “oh I wish I had thought of that”. Great poem.

    Reply
  3. booguloo says:
    March 8, 2012 at 3:56 pm

    Tracy said it first and I agree.

    Reply

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