In any prescribed form.
They have no volume, flow
They often have no depth.
But they are like glass
Blown, with little air bubbles
Inside that change the shape
Of my thoughts, revealing
A transparent gloss.
Hopefully, they will solidify,
Become mirror of my soul.
Not crystalline
But perhaps solid
As a piece of coal
Evolving slowly
ah, diamond words indeed..beautiful art making is poetry..lovely... i think your link @ PU is not working, you might check it out Myrna...
ReplyDeleteyour words are like diamonds in the sky, offering light where needed.
ReplyDeleteThis is damn fine poetry. Excellent work.
ReplyDeleteThe evolution of your words into beauty is not slow. Not slow at all.
ReplyDeleteSmiles. A lot of heat and pressure go onto making those diamonds. Don't be too hard on yourself. I rather like the image of the air bubble thoughts caught on the blown glass
ReplyDeleteOh I think any mirror of your soul would be crystalline and shining - Iridescent!
ReplyDeleteLove the image of thoughts being like blown glass!
ReplyDeleteThis is soo tender and so lovely sigh.. your words are always beautiful because they come directly from your heart Myrna :D
ReplyDeleteLots of love,
Sanaa
your words speak volumes - I love the measured pace of the poem and the understated climax
ReplyDeletei am often intrigued by why people write poetry, and how they go about it.
ReplyDeletei think each writer has his/her reasons and inspirations. and i liked what you said about writing words as if crafting glass. :)
very nice and a beautiful description of thought moving through and out of the mind addressing our hope for them...bkm
ReplyDeleteWell put!
ReplyDeleteZQ
This is beautifully expressed :)
ReplyDeleteI love the likening to glass, gem and coal here....very well done, Myrna!
ReplyDeleteBack again and love it just as much. Yes, I agree with Sanaa, your words are always beautiful because they come from your heart.
ReplyDeleteStunning piece of writing, Myrna.I love 'glass blown with little air bubbles.'
ReplyDeleteI like your attitude and vision about words: "But they are like glass
ReplyDeleteBlown, with little air bubbles", I would add - like air we need everyday to breathe...
Luv how painstakingly you approach your gift of poetry
ReplyDeleteMuch love...
I like this piece, after reading it again I then understood the depth of it.
ReplyDeletei liked these lines.Nice.
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