Short Window Glass Poems

beyond window glass
he watches the spider spin
its deadly silk web...

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rollingly storming
the rain sluggishly batters
the window-glass pane...

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I can see the cloudy sky
Through the window-glass –
There are many dragonflies!...

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pale wild violets
shake off winter blues....
dirty window glass  ...

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George looked in the window glass,
   Found his reflection hard to pass,
     His vanity just grew and grew,
    Botox made him look so new,
And the hair transplant's growing fast...

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I press my face 
against 
the window glass
like a small fish 
in a large fish tank
looking out

swimming  
in lukewarm water 
watching 
the outside world
rush by

without a wave...

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I see those faded lights,
through my rusted window glass.
I keep dreaming about the day ,
when I could just wander away.
Underneath the moonlight
I wish to capture nature's blissful sight....

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In sunburst morning 
clouds waft on hewed wing, 
focused sunbeams flush
curtained window glass, 
rays make track to sun, 
my cold life I run. 

March 17, 2021
Contest : Tableau-6 Lines
Sponsor : Joseph May...

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The ground is fresh and wet,
as the moon's halo reflect
silvery on a water droplet.

Sweet scent of rain
excites my spine
to a dance so fine,
as though I have wine.

Sounds of spring's drumming on window glass,
excites my conscience to a moment of bliss.........

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I hurry blindly along the wall,
Feel in the dark, grasp, stumble, and fall.
The bird flies into window glass.
I circle in restless search. I’m so
Tired, but there is a door, I know,
And through it I’ll dance onto the grass.


Libertango is a tango by Astor Piazzolla....

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There is this window, there is this glass;
but the frost is not on both sides;
the difference is the reward of life
in the balance between striving and being or not rewarded
amongst paying or being paid.
between warmth and coldness.

So far...
Which side of the window are you in?...

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As early frost kissed window glass

And autumn shed her scant remains,

Her glory done, her time now past

Bare trees lined the country lanes,

The woods were quiet, nothing stirred

Filled it seemed with expectation,

The shrill echo of a bird
       
Lamented autumn's resignation....

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A window 
is an opportunity to see the world
without having to go outside and participate
a beautiful embellishment to 
your house and a practical 
necessity for your car.
a window can both 
save your life and 
keep you safe from others.

Written July 16, 2018
Entered Vermillion Scythe's
Word Vision Poetry Contest...

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When I was young
I would stare
At the ghostly face
Glaring back from the window glass
And contemplate not being,
In a mad Byronic way
Born of angst
And the passion of youth.

But now, I lie awake 
In my cold half-empty bed
And the debate is calm and reasonable.
It is the very absence of passion
That is tipping the scales....

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Twas the night
before Christmas
the night
a window glass
of cloudless sapphire
blissful dome.
sunrays
joyful bloom
from a
Christmas tree
full of gifts
in a small town named
after a song " Noel."
Bless
is the babe Jesus.

12/8/2022

HowManySyllables
3, 4,2--4, 5, 3--2, 3 ,2--3, 3, 5,--6, 1, 5...

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Night arrives and clear window glass
becomes a myriad of reflecting panes.
Do I like what I see,
an old woman who still feels young 
inside that caricature of flesh?

She was eighteen just yesterday,
with enough energy to propel her forward
into a future that is now past,
where in this present moment
only memories remain.
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Few drops on the window glass,
Cold cool breeze,
Moving from the green freshly grass,
And, all freezes!

Fog hide the mountain's beauty,
With the few drops of rain,
And the mouth smokey.
When will I feel that pain again?

A hot cup of tea,
Fell on my freezed knees,
Whew! And my eyes sleepy.
When will I enjoy this pain again ?...

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I awoke today and saw
the Sun shining in the window glass 
like diamonds.

It told me it was Fall.
The summer heat of the day
had turned, and now it was just
a Sun-filled day.

The diamonds in the window I thought I saw,
that shone from the Sun's rays, 
told me again it was Autumn,
and that I would have a lovely day....

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What are you doing, my dearest friend? 
Dreaming or thinking, just looking at wet, 
Rainy and sad weather through window glass? 
Don't think that people are grey smiless mass! 

They are just walking and thinking like you
 Bout the weather, about the blue 
Sky, that they want to be sunny and high, 
Waiting to answer on your brightest smile!

 SMILE!!!...

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This morning too 
clouds are dominant 
water drops on
window glass 

On the lake-bank 
sits a grey kite
eyeing for the 
fish to jump 

There on road
a basket on head
filled with guava 
of a young boy 

Eighty rupees a kg 
he might sell it
in the raindrops 
a pink face 

The sari is still wet
what would wear she
does the rain know 
Jamuna is sullen...

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Inkwells in desks with lift-uplids
Tables written out with old pen nibs

Noses pressed flat on the window glass
our pockets tinkling ,full of brass

Exploring fields across the brook
studying in nature's real time book

Fishing for minnows with jar and net
oftimes slipping and getting wet

Winding brooklets filling narrow streams
into rivers of childhood dreams...

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I have seen in early morning
virgin dew upon blade of grass;
It's liquid vapour forming,
clinging as rain to window glass.

I have seen in early evening
royal sunset sinking sublime;
The cosmic colour warming,
cleaving as poet to his rhyme.

I have witnessed then the beauty
of the opposite ends of day;
The master's hand in duty,
crafting what words long to portray....

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A fly on a window glass
Sees the open skies 
The blue grass
The soothing breeze
The rustling leaves of the trees
Yet
Neither can it  understand nor escape
The immovable cruality 
That lets it see it all, but feel none.

A fly on a brick wall
Not able to see
The wonders of the world,
The marvel of freedom.
It's content with the rough plaster
And lives happily ever after...

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A Winter chill pierces the heart just when its wishing for the sun’s gaze – Quote by Poet



Feathery boughs of ice crusted veins
Whispering across the frosty panes
Chilling the yearning heart
With cold that does impart
Freezing reveries where warmth abstains





Winter Poetry Contest - Limerick
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin 
December 28, 2020
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Yes! I know Santa exists!

Perhaps right now he’s here:

breathing into my window glass

and all that’s said, he hears?

And even if he won’t bring

Christmas presents for us,

I know: he remembers, he knows about us,

only he is too busy.

Yes! I known Santa exists!

Perhaps right now he’s there,

just outside our door...

Let those adults disbelieve!

 

 

 

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