Glass Art

Frozen to perfect, stiff, fixed and fast, Forever replicating exact, Transparent colours of love and beauty, Forever being abstract, She’s a water kingfisher, with a purple song box, Or ocean wave smashing to shore, Forever being a shimmering dog, Or a magnificently powerful horse, She can be hard and solid, reliably strong, Unflinching to hurt, rage or pain, Or she can be a delicate fragile of perilously weak, Carrying your toast of champagne, She’s our beautiful glass, our goblet of glaze, Our sculptured trichromatic quartzite, She’s everything beautiful wrapped into one, Illuminating a rainbow of light.