Glass...

Wine glass chandelier ~ The Winery at St. George

Reflecting what gazes upon it
Casting uneven shadows into every corner
Unwillingly left barren
Suspended ice

Hazy...

The night, a blur
Yet every moment, frozen
The lights, a shatter
Yet every vision, clear
The faces, unrecognizable
Yet every emotion, real
The air, intoxicating
Yet every breath, breathless

Beached...

Reaching too far, he turns his back on the life that was his
Seeking new adventure, excitement, the unfamiliar
Never looking back, he fights beyond the tides
That fateful plunge, leaves him longing for what he once had

Ready...

A row of hilts from handcrafted swords

Standing tall with pride
Aware of the job to be done
A silent focus
Motionless anticipation

Same...

Have the same pieces, have the same parts
Same, but different...why?
One to be admired for perfection, a work of art
Another, never a second look, just gets passed by

Have the same purpose, have the same mission
Same, but different...how?
One knows each piece, each element knows its position
Another, no voice, just a pile now

Have the same beginning, have the same end
Same, but different...true?
One stands proud, embraces each new day, to its boundaries it will tend
Another, boasts a weathered past, and reaches in directions anew

Diamond...

Gone is the grass
Gone are the players
Until another season
Until the fans return

Before the summer heat has passed
Before the children are grown
Welcome the voices
Welcome home

Weeping...

Weeping for what could have been...