January 13, 2022 at 11:37 pm (Poetry) ()

Glass empty
The night is long
Morning will come
Hold head
Strange goddess
Appears in reflection
Three golden globes rise
Night of strange occurrences
Reflection reflects other realities
Table of shining glass
A mirror to other realities
Should she have drunk the glass
To gaze in other dimensions
That she wasn’t meant to see?

-A poem written by Christopher
Thursday January 13th


  1. George F. said,

    No…never drink the kool aid…you may see into other dimensions, but you are stuck here…

  2. Giannis Pit said,

    The poem is amazing! What can one say? Stunning image full of atmosphere and mystery, words full of lyricism.

  3. 北方榆 (Northern Elm) said,

    this is a beautifully transparent poem, glass-clear as the image (the face) in the moon (the glass table, the globe). This is a “reflective” of reality into hope. Love it!

  4. Belladonna said,

    Beautiful poem

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