Drinking From a Broken Wine Glass

Dreams in a wine glass

Creativity drunk greedily

Drops of comfortablity

Refilling a trickle

A diamond glitter shower

A sip of inspiration

Confidence exponentially grows

Daring to be

Reaching for a real me

A flower never bloomed

A goal of unreal perfection

A fall from grace

The shattering sound of glass

The invisible oppression

A sick obsession

To stay down

In the regular

In the ordinary

In the droll

To stay meek

 

Through wishful eyes

The glass seen whole

The delicious mix of sticky

Salty and sweet

Pumps the genius faster

Logic vanishes in a sandstorm

Secrets entombed in catacombs

Released

A taste of real life

The infinite strive for happiness

Resisting impulses of choking

The air out of oppression

Through adversity, knowledge is gained.

Only in crisis is there opportunity.

In an isolated chrysalis, a butterfly is born.

 

Bittersweet

Drinking from a Broken wine glass

How life should be

And how it is

Tears and Blood

Drinking from a Broken wine glass

A glint of recognition

A brave front

Forever bitten tongue

 

Just lower your head

Just nod and agree

What's best for him

is best for me.

 

Humor, always humor

The blessing of wit

Where you can drink

From a broken wine glass

And still laugh

 

The quenching liquid

Fires a passion

A need

 

The constant sets of bars to break

Both in front and within

Will stop nothing

Procrastination is only human nature

A matter of budgeting time

So many seconds, minutes, hours wasted

On budgeting.

The eyes of innocent children

See no evil

See everything as useful

In some grand complex scheme

Afternoon tea with  one-eyed, one-armed toys;

Surely fit for a queen

 

Magic abounds with children around

Hold tight that inner child

 

An angel of peace

Has spread his wings

In a world of bigger and better

This broken wine glass remains.

 

 

 

Reviews

[Duane Klinger]

wow, lets see. as always i will begin with the negative which is simply, PUNCTUATION!! there are some poems that may not need it but in order to make this one speak even louder than it already does I definitly think yours could use some. it would allow the words to flow together more instead of just being one huge " mass of thoughts " as Kiwi says. other than that, however, it was very good and the imagery was pretty fantastic. nicely done
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[Mr. Misanthrope]

Wow!!! This poem is just one big mass of thoughts strung together, some of which make no sense at first, but together they certainly make an original poem. With all of these themes, lots of pictures appear in my mind, very colourful ones too, about tastes, the senses, nature, angels (Lucifer, 'falling from grace') and I couldn't help but imagine this broken wine glass being filled with Elixir of Life, bestowing immortality to the drinker. Well, you've given immortality to your poem!

Well done!