Long Glazier Poems

a limning rush of sinister 
     fiery angry flames bent avast
analogous copse, 
     where every limb bough, bore full 

     roaring furnace hot...

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Wolves were wandering all alone 
At home 
On a Sunday AM morning 
Goodies empty in their storing 
Feeling pretty dandy 
But there was this craving for candy 
Calling to deliver toffee 
Thinking it would be...

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A meeting was held 
Buzz was getting ready to tell 
Information that were facts 
Making people pack 
Since they got sacked 
When the canary entered the hive 
Already dungeon arrested in his dive 
Worker bees...

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The glazier putting the cup in its place a disdained glass                        ...

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I once dated a pilot …
We both had our head in the clouds
Our relationship lead to a lot of turbulence - 
I guess it never really got off the ground!

I once dated a glazier…
He thought...

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Some have fallen
From glazier heights

Some say they have eaten
Olives at heavens gate

Some have never risen at all
down under they stumble knowing not what is tall

Gods laugh at their false pretense
The wise ones know of doomed...

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A girl, known, as an immaculate infant, never cried, 
Grew up, like wildflowers, to assume her rights never tried;
Turned out to be the best gymnast at the age of thirteen,
Paralyzed due to sabotage, yet, in...

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“Jesus, the name that charms our fears
that bids our sorrows cease.”
O For a Thousand Tongues to Sing lyrics by Charles Wesley, 
music by Carl Glazier.
 
Immanuel, we praise your name
The God who calms our fears
Redeemer...

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Resurrection Pleiades

Red world of chaos roars
Razed stain glass in ruins
Ravished light - shattered shards -
Recalls worship voices
Radiant remnants saved
Reshaped enlightenment
Remembered light redeemed

Inspired by the exhibit Remembered Light.  During WW2 Rev. Frederick MacDonald collected shards...

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A beautiful glass vase
Must be handled with care
Made with love,
Without a blemish or tear.

The glazier takes pride.
As he fashions the glass,
He always tries
To make each one
As perfect as the last.

When the glass is complete,
And out...

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Although he did not know it
It was the rise and fall of this poet.
Words are a universal language all by itself
It could take you to heaven, or bring you down to hell.

Words are like rivers,...

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Mountain river less frigid,
frozen waterfalls crack 
Ice spear impales torso
entering through his back 
Perished upon a skewer
preserved neatly stacked 
Unseen inside the ravine 
a glazier starts to attack

Grinding away on boulders 
down gully's, erosion tracks...

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PANED REFLECTIONS

Here lies the glazier, Peter Lee
His wife is shattered, naturally!


LAST NIGHTS ON THE TILES

Alas poor Joe, I knew him well
He fixed my roof before he fell!


SNAKE IN THE GRASS

Here lie the bones of Jones...

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