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Joel P.Myers - Glass Artworks
Joel’s Glass      

I gather glass of molten sand
balanced at the end of a silent iron flute.
A silent flute whose wind will widen the inner void,
while outer walls they bulge – gently – not to destroy!

Invisible inside the hot and liquid mass,
Until I let it cool, you glimpse inside the glass.

Transparant walls that hold
the sky, the sun, the sea –
crimson poppy fields,
birds, butterflies and trees.

Transparant walls that hold
fields of golden rape –
Streams and brooks with trout
such colors …...and shapes!

As in my dreams they bloom within the cool glass walls,
and if the glass should fall - shatter on the ground
In corners of the room the shards hold my intent,
though broken can’t prevent, still beautiful when found!

Invisible inside the hot and liquid mass,
Until I let it cool, you glimpse inside the glass.

Transparant walls that hold
the sky, the sun, the sea –
crimson poppy fields,
birds, butterflies and trees.

Transparant walls that hold
fields of golden rape –
Streams and brooks with trout
such colors …...and shapes!

…...the beauty of the glass....
…...the beauty of the glass....


poem: Birthe N. Myers
lyric editing: Birthe N.Myers & SongwriterTill
music: SongwriterTill 

 
2018©



Birthe Noer  Myers - Poetry
Holly, Ivy, Mistletoe

Take my hand and dance with me
round the lovely Christmas tree,
green in spite of cold and snow
let the candles burn down low

holly, ivy, mistletoe
holly, ivy, mistletoe
holly, ivy, mistletoe

.......................mistletoe!

All the pretty ornaments
round and shiny represent
fruits that soon again will grow
when the sun regains its glow

When the world turns green again
and the songs of finch and wren
blend in joyful melody

we will join the harmony,

iris, lily, peony
iris, lily, peony
iris, lily, peony
..................peony!


All together we will sing
in a chorus praising spring.
take my hand and dance with me
round a blooming apple tree.


poem: Birthe N. Myers
lyric editing: Birthe N.Myers & SongwriterTill
music: SongwriterTill 


2018©



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