Stained Glass Poem by Andre Brown

Stained Glass

Rating: 5.0


Molten memories from life's furnace fused with gold,
So fragile yet so bold,
Every piece a masterpiece,
A work of art in a timeless mold,
Demanding reverence in its presence,
Its influence is exclusive,
Unique in its appearance capturing your curiosity,
Like stained glass you stand out amongst mediocrity.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
David Wood 15 November 2022

I love looking at stained glass images more than a painting of the same image. Great poem,5*

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