Short Nostalgiatime Poems

Green To Glass

Cleaning the green
that lines the mold
making it smoother
and softer to hold


Painting a flower
purple and blue,
shaping the leaves
veins running through


The curve of a stem
started to form
and fibrils of petals
sway to a storm


Painting the glaze
the image fogs fast,
making a vase
in time to be passed


And finally on 
the bottom side,
I sign my name
And date the time