Best Stained Glass Window Poems

My stained glass image
was a ripe peach 
with spilt Zinfandel
like electric rubies
pooling around a gentle ray.
It was a colour hungering
to weave spirit out of light,
so that all my prism  
touched felt nothing
but the energy of day.

Then there was Love,
A star brighter than the sun,
halting...

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I dreamed of light.. 
To fall.. 
A window.. 
To reflect.. 
Filled with colour 
Filled with nature 
A breathtaking sight 

To capture an age 
Of a Queen and King 
Eagles too 
Stream of Sighs 
Faeries with gossamer wings 
A Heartstone, true 

When dawn rose 
The window...

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The child must know the hearth one calls home,
  where comforts round firelight warmth;
  the strength of brothers and little sister innocence,
  mother and father who waltz in evening shade;

The moon is full of adventure and friends life-long ---
  unforgotten....
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Tears roll down her cheek
like the morning dew of a leaf
trickling now as if a creek
her quiet sobs mark her grief

now run along, theres nothing here
Tis a sight you shouldn't see, but alas
All who pass can see her fear
The women trapped in stained glass

Her beauty...

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Staring at the end of the hallway
The stained glass windowed is etched into my mind, woah.
Just another place to remind me
What we had is gone, long gone.

This was the house that got us through those moments
of insecurity and self hate.
You told me you would always...

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The life of a stained glass window,
Is a life boring and dull,
You take in rays of sunlight,
And breathe out the colours that swell.

The life of a stained glass window,
Oh so boring, oh so dull,
You give light to others,
And shoo away your own,
While they see the...

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My heart is a stained glass window, fragile as a Rose in May 
refracting light from every angle, it holds life's leeway 
Suffused with fragments of love,  I can be warm as night    
filled with a sense of awe, when you...

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At first it looked just to be a sad old house beside the sea.                               ...

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pierce this gloom
         glass can hold stone 
  & stone can hold glass
       
    both hold my gaze
sun and moonlight gather me in
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you are butterfly
 beauty stand you flittering 
you float you fly your 
~
transparent you were 
before the stained glass window 
passing the House of God
~
 turned invisible
 butterfly beautiful you
 multicolored streams
~
 of radiant schemes
fluorescent colors brightly
 flitter you fly by
~
beautiful you are
 multicolored butterfly
front...

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