Groaning plinks
Crackling slink
Into glass
The cutter sinks
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Pop
Apart
Line up
In order
Each piece
Has a place
Each place numbered
Ground edges
Foiled lines
Red Heat
Applied
🥃🥃🥃🥃🥃
Watery metallic brass
Next to iridescent pink
Plenty of cathedral glass
Surrounded by clear artique
Light flows and reflects
Conjuring spectral dancers
In flickering streams
K.B. Silver
About the Creator
K.B. Silver
K.B. Silver has poems published in magazine Wishbone Words, and lit journals: Sheepshead Review, New Note Poetry, Twisted Vine, Avant Appa[achia, Plants and Poetry, recordings in Stanza Cannon, and pieces in Wingless Dreamer anthologies.
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Comments (3)
Oooo, that seemed so colourful and pretty. Loved your poem!
Short and very tactile. I can feel the patience in it. I guess this isn’t just about stained glass —it’s about how careful breaking and placing can turn chaos into something that glows. 💖
Wow....