Window Glass Poems - Poems about Window Glass

... For decades, motor cars have driven past in haste, eyes not straying far from the highway to where, set back and obscured by scrub, an abandoned farm is slowly succumbing to rot. I catch ......Read the rest...

...Tree boughs scope me by window glass, As the long night without stars pass The moon out like dead rock— the last Time dark mornings will be so vast. Around my boughs, raining's ghost wane, F......Read the rest...

... 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 ye......Read the rest...

...Nature's sedoka in everything everywhere, each season a frame around its heart— its fingers through every warm bloom, picking through every cold cavity— its face— night or dawn settling on ......Read the rest...

...Dim light sun rays reflecting through the window glass casting shadowy images dancing along the walls, early morning residue of the night where hopes and dreams survive immovable from ......Read the rest...

......But Mains just shrugged, then said, “Let’s go.” offered the wrists to his bandittos. Two of them led the man away, Diaz fumed more watching him go. Denied the chance to see him beg, denied ......Read the rest...

...I am in the Alcatraz of my room, where loneliness is endless and dreams bounce off all the walls and back. Never passing through the window into the streets of letdown dreams. I would come out t......Read the rest...

...Yes, I did once, press my nose against a window, my eyes wide and bright with wishes. The shops back then were fully stocked with the world, they offered portable chunks of it, mountain range......Read the rest...

...In the dark cloudy nights, The sound of thunder wakes me up, With the visions of threatening monsoon clouds. The monsoon clouds overwhelmed the sky, The ominous feeling, flashes of lightning, ......Read the rest...

...Flying, jumping from this bough to the bough Chirping sharp, calling the friends over slough The foggy smokes are walking away slowly For the adult winter the rising sun is mossy The sparrow co......Read the rest...

...On the floating vegetation mat the nest is Swans are quacking, moving to water sedge Swamp of charming dawn with the raw ray The flowers are waking up on the love bay Rising sun are hugging the......Read the rest...

...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 af......Read the rest...

...On a cold, stormy October night, In the hours of lingering twilight. Beneath the haunting full moon, Brought a white ghostly goon, Screaming fears of an ancient ru......Read the rest...

...Beneath the full and haunting moon On a cold, dark, stormy, rainy, October night Brought a white ghostly goon And screaming fears of flight. Scratching on the window-glass, Glowing, piercing, ......Read the rest...

...No one seems to see me as if I’m a vitreous vase standing empty upon a table before a picture window of transpicuous glass bright sunlight shining through the white diaphanous curtain ......Read the rest...