Glass House No.6

jackalice • 256 followers

You know, I didn't realise this steeple was so high,
And I am still climbing, ever climbing guys,
5 months and 236 long hard steps,
And me with all these crazy words in my head
And I suddenly realise this steeple ain't a church,
But a glass house in a glass world in a glass

Hand me over to God, he is my only judge,
Judges words from judges judge me not
Jack's glass house is tinted man,
Rose tinted, like a rain drop in slow motion,
Dripping from my glass gutters into a vast

Poetry ocean.
We are all little glass fishes down here,
Magnificently strong, easily broken

#abstract-imagery #existential #general #introspection #metaphorical-poetry

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Comments & Feedback (12)

jackalice

Feb 3, 2013 at 6:16 PM

@jessep15

minxyMolly

Feb 3, 2013 at 6:16 PM

I like jack! 👍👍 I'm the glass house a couple glass houses away from you in glass house no.8 👍❤😘

jackalice

Feb 3, 2013 at 6:18 PM

@minxyMolly I can see you now! Wow! You are magnificent! No wait, that's my reflection ;-)

minxyMolly

Feb 3, 2013 at 6:20 PM

@jackalice hahahaha lol! Yh I got reflecting sun glasses glass it's cheaper and changes colours in the sun! 😂👍 I'm guessing Eliza chose the colour for your house 😜😘👍

minxyMolly

Feb 3, 2013 at 6:23 PM

@jackalice or was it a couple decision ☺

jackalice

Feb 3, 2013 at 6:27 PM

@minxyMolly unfortunately not, @eliza lives in her own glass house many years away, and I don't see myself reflected there much anymore, but I figure if I throw these word stones hard enough and big enough I might break that glass and she would have to find another

minxyMolly

Feb 3, 2013 at 6:29 PM

@jackalice awwww! I'll help you, I've been meaning to clear out the stone rocks from my glass garden! I'll pay @eliza for some of the damage :)

eliza

Feb 3, 2013 at 6:34 PM

@jackalice your reflection is always in every window jack. I still sit on the window sill waiting to watch the jeep go by....

jackalice

Feb 3, 2013 at 6:36 PM

@eliza it will be there one day, might be a bit old, a bit battered, but hey, it's a convertible, and your beautiful life will shine in it, shine always @eliza