Vases of Crystal

Vases of Crystal

My child,

I looked into your eyes

When you barred me

From the door

And they were


Vases of crystal

Filled to the brim

With ice water

That I could feel

On my skin

From my place


Even though,

As hard as I stared -

They never spilled.

John Tustin

John Tustin's poetry has appeared in many disparate literary journals in the last twelve years - including Rhino, Chiron Review and Gutter Eloquence. contains links to his published poetry as well as where his poetry is forthcoming.

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