COLORED GLASS

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  • Allegory

    COLORED GLASS
    Reaching into the moment
    grabbing a scream
    a tear and a dream

    falling listlessly in grass
    with the last glass
    crashing to the floor

    Pulling from depths so dark
    in a mind so scarred
    erased, enraged
    engaged in highlighting
    punctuating death

    I hear spirits
    as I exact their revenge
    love and hate
    until the last line
    there is no escape

    delightfully locked
    in a house of colored glass
    mesmerized by my literary dance
    and gasped for breath
    trying to break into a new day
    a new way

    reflections in the display
    will say what I imply
    and I call to the sky
    do not deny me my right
    holding you captivated
    yet another night

    Colorful films
    reels in the mind
    colors dripping from the sky

    you can no longer hid
    those colors show you in a different light
    given new sight
    and throw away the blinders of the night

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    am2anangel commented on COLORED GLASS

    02-24-2010

    I took from this almost a vision of the mind of a madman or someone trapped in a state of confusion not sure what to believe. But, maybe I'm way off. good write regardless good rhyme scheme.
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    JadedJezzabel commented on COLORED GLASS

    05-26-2009

    i like how you write in an absract way of things seemingly unconnected but you try to tie them in at the end....
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    Paradice21 commented on COLORED GLASS

    11-12-2008

    I do think you have some talent for one yuo have the ability to write about different things but still keep things connected. You have a good way of expressing your motins and feelings and it does really matter. Just contunie doing You. You might be
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    Vincent commented on COLORED GLASS

    11-12-2008

    Ok richard about your poem, I like it, it is creative, criticism is that Grammer and Punctuation is very important so the lines don't run together. It makes it easier to read. I wrote a poem called Unconditional Love and would like your opion. Thanks
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    Vincent commented on COLORED GLASS

    11-12-2008

    Hi, Richad I just wanted to say thanks for your comment it was appreciated.
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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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