Goodbye Favorite Glass

[MystyrMystyry]

Farewell my friend, my trusty companion
How many beverages had we shared?
How many Lattes, Cappuccinos, Mochas
During the Winter?
How many Ice Coffees during the
Long Summer Evenings?
How many beers before I recycled you
From your original promotional purpose?
And let us not forget the other uses
We discovered together
The way your thickened astigmatism provided
The perfect foil for a lens
How well you maintained the warmth of soup
Not only as a make-shift ladle
But as the very cup from which I sipped the broth
To have lasted so many years I presumed you were
Tempered to the highest degree
But obviously not
It was only a matter of a four feet drop
That saw you explode into a bazillion bits
I watched in horror your slow motion fall
Time stopping for an eternity
As you dive-bombed off the bench
Though within armsreach being erstwhile
Occupied it was impossible to decide what to
Sacrifice to prevent your plummet to destruction

I'll miss you Favorite Glass
And though I have no photographs of you
When you were alive
I now have many pictures of your diamond-shard pieces
On Black Velvet

[hallaig]

Love it. Funny and sad. A true eulogy. Your glass would be proud.

[jajdude]

That was nice, and dare I say, original.

keep 'em coming.

[everyadventure]

Eep! That has happened to me TWICE now. The first time it happened, hubby ordered me a replacement vintage glass off e-bay. Hm, did I tell you about that, or was it someone else...?

Anyway, that one suffered the same fate, and at the moment I'm drinking out of --oh the horror-- a disposable plastic cup.

I feel for you, my friend.

[MystyrMystyry]

Thanks haillag - it was certainly a glass and a half, perfectly weighted to hold hot and cold - perhaps that's what ultimately did it in, small flaws developing from the extremes I put it through. I used to chill it in the freezer for those extra cool moments, and how many times I zapped it in the microwave from cold to hot? It must have been living on borrowed time...


Thanks jajdude - unfortunately I can only keep them coming when something bad happens, or something magnificent happens. I'm not holding out for bad - and magnificent is rare


Thanks every - when you say vintage, you don't mean antique? I'm not sure what a 'vintage' is, but I am going to go to a glassworks nearby and ensuring its replacement is tempered to solar temperatures. I mean I never dropped it before - but on lino? It may have landed on a self-resonant pressure point - it shouldn't have shattered like that. There was glass in the farthest reaches of the lounge room, and I'm still finding bits in the laundry and bathroom - it really POPPED

I miss it...

[Mutatis-Mutandis]

I know my dad can relate to this poem, several times over.

[MystyrMystyry]

You're right Mutatis - where I said promotional purpose, it originally came 'free' with a carton of beer and had the brand emblazoned across the front (when it was alive, up until it died). Would have been perfect for a pool room if I had one.

Ah but I'm thinking about getting an English pint glass with dimples and a handle (Ravenhead Glass I think, fully tempered) and a half-size too.

[MystyrMystyry]

http://i1134.photobucket.com/albums/m605/mystyrmystyry/favoriteglass.jpg

[everyadventure]

THERE it is! I can see by its curves it was a good one. It must have felt just right against the palm of your hand.

My condolences. But it is a superb photograph.