The Deconstruction of IdiomA Poem by Amber DollMan proclaims glass homes are not made for stone throwers. This home is translucent, built of gem and raindrops; Which begat the lake, home to restless rowers. That vernal pool, I have skipped many a stone across, That said, I assure, some glass homes Were naturally and carefully made for stones So therein I shall hide from the callous earth, harmoniously, dying, beside the home’s hearth; With one emerald bottle to coax out my mindless mirth. © 2010 Amber DollAuthor's Note
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