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The Tinted Glass Urn
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The Tinted Glass Urn |
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Jaki H Member
since 2008-01-19
Posts 232NJ, USA |
The Tinted Glass Urn. My hue is dark blue like the ocean, Hiding my maker’s flaws. My life is meaningless and empty For the base which upheld me is shattered. And who exactly wants a broken glass urn? My life is built for death But I’m a damaged good So that even those near ending Chose others to hug their ash. I am the one yearning to be ash, and my contents mock my failure. My body is built for being used In memory of the wanted. My life does not exist in your mind For simplistic beauty goes by unnoticed. And anyway, I am fragile, and who wants that? I am the tinted glass urn- I am the shattered glass urn- I am the tinted glass urn And my hue is as deep as the sea My life is built for you, And tragedy is destined for me. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Well, that's for sure the first time I hear the voice of a tinted glass urn ... it's fragile in comparison to a rock, no doubt, but then fragility is rather diffused down here I would say. Damaged objects have their charm, they have their story to tell, you see. And I enjoyed yours. Margherita |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
This really made me stop and think... hearts and their owners can shatter as easily as tinted glass... and all may need to face refiner's fire before being whole again. But completeness is possible... and their beauty shines through. *S* |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
This is a whole new perspective on urns. I do understand the connection in your poem, and it is a sad thing to be, “The Tinted Glass Urn.” Enjoyed JL  Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself. |
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