Best Wineglass Poems

It
was him,
and immediately
I  felt  the very moment he
too, saw me as I entered  the room.  
I averted my eyes, seemingly not...

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“The History of a Wasted Mind”

 

What goes through the mind of a recidivist
Fist full of hate and hurt marking time
Fist full of history, got...

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Showering white light illuminates 
  Bright-Moon Bay;
   In the overlooking Moon-Inviting Pavilion,
 Li Bai had raised his twinkling, rich amber
Coloured wineglass
 ...

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The end of our dreams
flow in shattered discord
like a wineglass overturned
In our fruitless searches
bereavement impales
as we pour the bottle on the floor
Watching each drop
collect and...

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Early days as a flaneur;
I recall the couple 
On the Metro
When I was still innocent 
Of its labyrinthine complexities;
Slim pretty white girl,
Clad head to toe...

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"One day I woke up to a world of topsy-turvy 
one minute sharing a meal and hugging my kids 
and the next, keeping my distance...

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Late the music played in the smoky air
  in our noir Bogey and Bacall vignette,
and hands that stroked your silky chestnut hair
  held...

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There are two glasses of wine on the stand
One for me and the other for somebody dear
Time ticks slow waiting for him to be near
Sadly...

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my boyfriend asked me ‘what is fragile’
and i said
Glass
Hearts
Bones

the wineglass i threw at the wall
shards of glass in the expensive carpet
because you kept pushing pushing...

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I saw her sitting alone 
At a corner table 
Of a poorly lit inn 

Her blouse pink 
The color of 
Sweet smelling roses 

She had...

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She felt the soft brush of the grass
upon her fingers as she tripped
amongst the lazy Spring meadow.
Her faint flesh blush, vibrant, aglow
from the sweet cider...

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Words

Where do words come from? 
In moments of exhilaration or despair
They come unbidden, sometimes tumbling, 
Sometimes meandering, making their uninvited way, 
The welcomed unwelcome guest.

Thoughts...

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wineglass in my hand
I retire to window ledge
far from madding crowd.

faint polite laughter
bane drunken conversations
will not touch me here.

a lone gorgeous man
relentless eyes pursue me
distance...

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I thought I had the element of surprise
 on my side, as I looked longingly in her eyes
    Tempted to reveal the...

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Form is the wineglass from which I pour, 
The many words and thoughts I store.

It holds vivid images blended there,
Subtle and smooth, or feelings austere.

Without...

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