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Glass

A chime danced back and forth
stunning her ear-drums.
Her fingernail had only grazed the wall
and created such a ring.
She’d been pondering an escape route
for so long, it only seemed natural
to flick the glass that moulded her thoughts.

Author notes

Drank too much wine; wrote this.

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  • leander Moderators member
    April 23, 2007

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    so you wrote this when you were a bit tipsy? It's a pity I don't fancy wine, otherwise I'd try it immediately
    Anyway, if I'm not mistaken there's a little oopsie in first line here:

    fourth (as in 4th) should be 'forth'? Not sure though, and please correct me if I'm wrong


  • Joy Milton
    April 21, 2007

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    Surprised how beautifully , you expressed your emotion in limited lines itself. Its shows greatness of the poet.


  • Shakes-spear
    April 18, 2007
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    Very nice

    This was a fun poem to read. Alcohol does make us see things a little different. The Shaker

  • a u r a
    March 15, 2007
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    awesome

    Nicola if this is what ,too much wine, does to you then you should be perpetually drunk it would be a gift to the poetic world on a serious note-this poem is awesome- it has an almost magical aura about it ,with ,'A chime danced back and fourth'-this sets the mood-


  • Femina A Aestus
    March 15, 2007

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    It's amazing what you can come up with when you don't have all of wits about you. some of the most creative and beautiful work happens that way. I really like it!

  • luvdrkchocolate
    March 14, 2007
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    Oh. This is a very nice poem that you have here. I like it. I thought your author notes about writing this when you were drunk, was funny. It made me look at your border in a different way. I liked how it turned out. Maybe you should write like that more often!


  • Goddess of illusion
    March 14, 2007
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    That must have been sum kind of wine...

    It is a lovely write...

    Keep that magical pen flowing...

    ELmarie


  • the perfect flaw
    March 13, 2007

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    lovely.
    i've been inspired by vodka before, haven't considered writing after drinking el wine, but i'll consider it.

    anyways, love this poem; it's fantasticly drunken and purrrty


  • FisherCat
    March 13, 2007

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    Fantastic!!!!!

    This was not sweet, nor sensual, really not dark, not sure what it is, but I loved it! There is just something wonderful about it!!! Thanks for sharing. Drink on, umm, oops sorry, I mean write on!


  • Asdzaa Nadleehe
    March 13, 2007
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    lovely...
    Im often inspired by wine as well.


  • Errant Panther gold member
    March 12, 2007

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    I wish wine had inspired such deeply thought provoking writes like this from me, sadly not so. Great write, enjoyable read.

  • Brian A
    March 12, 2007

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    That is wonderful. I really thought that was an awesome. Piece. One can read so, so deeply into this. Hmm, I'd like to go ponder now...


  • kathy1967
    March 11, 2007

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    VERY GOOD!!!

    This is an EXCELLENT poem!! I love every single
    line in this piece of work. But my favorite line
    is to flick the glass that moulded her thoughts.
    SPECTACULAR!!

  • piccola silver member
    March 11, 2007

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    I love the last line. I can hear the wineglass tinkle as you flick it. I guess drinking can be an escape of sorts, but you always come back and usually feeling the worse for wear.


  • Naridill
    March 11, 2007

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    I found this poem beautifully (and perhaps drunkenly) written. I think you did a pretty good job. But then again the only good poems I ever write are through drunken tears (hehe).

    I love these lines, I do not even know why, something just clicks in my brain. I relate to it, even though I seem to not fully understand it.
    "for so long, it only seemed natural
    to flick the glass that moulded her thoughts."

    Awesome poem, thanks for sharing.


  • minimalmiss
    March 10, 2007

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    First impression is that this is good, something to think about and reread. I heard the chime.

    My favorite line is the first but all are good.

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