Short Water Glass Poems

my eyebrow flew off yesterday and i yelled so loud that my water glass broke. then joe poopenheimer, my brother, fell down the stairs and died....

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Sea horse mania is afoot
I see them in my sleep
Thanks to a collector daughter
They prance and neigh

Ridiculous I think
There is loud laughter
A splash from my water glass
Two land on my bedside table...

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The time is softly mending my heart and blossoming me into a sweet water glass. Many 
would fight to taste but temptations stay at bay. Determination, Strength, un parted 
flowers that crave pollination. I am who I am and I hope I continue to grow in this wine, 
in this state in this calm....

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WATER & GLASS

Watermarks
immersed in fluids 
weave a whirlpool
stream of words
washing and waning
while
wavy waterways
weep
wet with tears

gurgles
will
gush

Translucent
crystal clear reflects
geometric gems
opaque flute glass
glacial
visible gloss
glimmers
glitter from guilt



© Kim van Breda—September 2014...

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Diamond of Jello


From my stool in the diner I watch 
the old woman with elm tree arms
command the big booth in back

and roar for a menu, 
take a half hour to read it
before placing her order.

Watching her eat, I realize 
life for her is a dollop of whip cream, 
a twirling ballerina, on a diamond of Jello.

I raise my water glass 
in a silent toast. Bravo, I whisper. 
I wish her good cheer.


Donal Mahoney...

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Water glass up-side down.
Why do you have that frown ????
Need water soapbox clown.
Can't live without that drink.
Vomit into the bathroom sink.
Water has a putrid stink.
Baby needs some water.
Better off at the florist.
Call the people in congress hall.
There all at the ball.
Who then can I call ????
I'm only a few feet tall.
So I must die in horror ways.
ACID_RAIN water gives me pains.

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POEWHIT

JESUS SAVES...

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Fixed under water glass
Like a splinter beneath Poseidon's skin
There is no Sunday
And no one knows Rhyme
With her cool hands
And her goat's feet.

There are only
Walking dead
From whose wool-lined mouths
Pour blindfolds
And broken keys
Strangle holds
And bloody knees.

Rapunzel bruised
Left for dead forgotten
Bound and gagged
By her own golden hair.
Drowning in the Valium Bath
Warm and blind
Dying slow
But unaware....

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