The Glass Blower
Glaze the glass and blow
liquid luster, lava flow
Twirl the oven, hallucinate
Clink the cooling 'till it breaks
Make it cobalt, gold flecked muse
Shallow breath to counter fuse
Hollow bubble on sweating metal
Sting of lungs by the great glass nettle
The end is a bauble to be bought by the buyer
Born from the heat from the un-ending fire.
Copyright © Tatyana Carney | Year Posted 2005
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