She’s like a long stemmed <br />crystal glass of crimson whine, <br />sat on a tabletop and a pebble. <br />The slightest vibration <br />and she teeters off balance, <br />shattered in scarlet pools.<br /><br />Joyce Chelmo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/it-s-all-about-balance/
