Gemma's ~~~ "Greyscale Territory" ~~~~~~~ Poetic Songlines: 3WW LXXIX ~ Answer Under Glass ~ Question + Token + Glass

Friday, March 28, 2008

3WW LXXIX ~ Answer Under Glass ~ Question + Token + Glass

Pic from British The Unusual Gift Shop

Your eyes were filled with a question

When I left you lonely and longing

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As a token of my love for you

My answer is preserved in glass

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My answer is conserved in glass

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My answer is locked in glass

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The glass is not shatter-proof

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4 comments:

Anonymous said...: Hey Gemma,

I quite liked your blog... so am gonna spend some more time going through it :)

As for this post, I must say... its a very nice write-up. Very few lines but they have lots to say...

Good work!

Cheers!!!

P.S: Am blogrolling you :); March 28, 2008 at 11:23 PM
Tumblewords: said...: Nicely done, as always. I like the photo, too - interesting piece.; March 29, 2008 at 1:35 AM
TC said...: I really like the end. It's important to remember that nothing is shatter-proof. Especially love.; March 30, 2008 at 4:23 AM
Anonymous said...: Love is never shatter proof--like to think that shattered glass becomes sand again and thus is actually preserved

Thanks for your wonderful comment
It meant so much; March 31, 2008 at 12:17 PM

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