Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Stained Glass (Press)

I think
that afternoon
I shattered away
into luminous bits
some flew into your eyes
and glimmer there, shy
when I look at you
I thought I recognized
someone I knew
that night
it flashed within,
as lightning revealing
a tree's slight shadow
I knew
and instantly forgot
consciousness transcended, maybe
up through winking stars
when I glanced
at forgotten fragments
strung together
in your glassy gaze

1 comment:

pinkroses said...

This has an amazing rhythm to it. I loved it! I think you did a great job! I love the lack of punctuation- it makes it flow beautifully. :) Overall a very inspiring poem. Brava.