A Poet Never Sleeps

One day you will be faced with the impossible. When you become afraid, become inspired.

22 June 2012

Stain Glass

Bits of green glass
Shimmer across my path
Broken from an empty bottle
After a drunken night

Walking home on foot
Riding out, into the fold
Running towards something,
Or away for the unknown?

Just as glass distorts light,
Many words alter the truth
Time changes a person’s fate
And love connects or destroys

Each of our choices
Leave bits of glass
Each piece coming together
To create our self portraits

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