balancing water and
dancing ice, sending sparkles
warping through the room.


thin and clear, one mark
of lipstick on the rim, just
waiting to be cleaned.


slipping from a grasp –
collision – tiny shards begin
hiding from tired eyes.


different even
in their uniformity, they
make many neat lines.


5 thoughts on “glass”

  1. Love this quartet of glass haiku. The iced drink! The lipstick! The breaking glass! Sounds like a party! Thanks so much for participating in the challenge. 🙂


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