Shards of Glass
--by J.C. Eavenson
The strongest of glass is meant to withstand
Great heat and zero degree cold
Go to extreme and glass will explode
Shatter into thousands of pieces
Shards of Glass are strewn all over the floor
On tables and countertops
Beautiful frozen raindrops
Fractures that gleam like diamonds
Sweep, vacuum,
Examine every spot
Make sure not a shard of glass that was shot
Can scratch or cut gentle skin
Days, weeks, months later
Shards of glass can spear
Caution could not make the sparkling dust disappear
And we walk gingerly wherever we go
First Published in Unlimited Literature Magazine (UL-Mag) First print/digital issue on September 24th, 2020.
The Author
J.C. Eavenson, Des Plaines, IL