Cup’a Days
Shells rattle, feet tap
keep the time ‘lest we forget
to linger a bit.
Stretch the clouds to fill
wedgewood cups that brim with sun
leave a span of blue.
Rest my fingers, warm
against chipped ceramic mugs
where gray days are hid.
Lost my reflection
my features blurred by ripples
pain dropped in my cup.
Through a hole life runs
its banded colors my days
my cup empties fast.
Finger plugs the hole
what’s left are days yet to live
tomorrow’s still cupped.
Yesterdays puddle
left to drip off the table
old days lost to sight.
First sip of today
bittersweet, chance of lightning
last sip, restless night.
I’ve forgotten you
memories unwind the past
it’s all unraveled.
Pictures fading fast
ink lightening back to white
no pixels for you.
Digital camera
never captured your visage
no lasting record.
You’re gone with college
spent like month old pink roses
you’re both in the trash.
I still have your debt
its shadow darkens my door.
A good deed gone bad.
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For the Sunday Whirl Wordle #247
Image credit: Pixabay (unaltered)
這真的太好…圖片太美了
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Amazing. The third stanza is my favourite. It gives off a somewhat comfortable feeling – a warm, chipped mug in hand, reminiscing days gone by.
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I am finding it so hard to pick my favorite lines. Can i just say, every line for to me. Absolutely brilliant, Mel!
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Such a poignant poem! Beautifully described feelings. I love these lines:
“Stretch the clouds to fill
wedgewood cups that brim with sun
leave a span of blue.”
and
“I’ve forgotten you
memories unwind the past
it’s all unraveled.”
Very moving, Melinda!
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Pleasure.
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Wonderful imagery and I like the rhythm. I like how you start with this chipped tea cup and how her memories are “bittersweet” but she has moved on from him, doesn’t have to put up with him. Sad he left her in debt. Great writing Melinda.
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Thank you 🙂 I find many memories are bittersweet–they are neither bad nor good, but somewhere in between.
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True for many things yes.
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Lost my reflection
my features blurred by ripples
pain dropped in my cup.
My favorite lines. However, every line & stanza is beautifully textured and awesomely written. Your poems have its of tale and story. Love it. 🙂
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Thank you 🙂 I like those lines too. There’s truth in them.
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And truth your words shine because humanity needs to know this message. 🙂
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Love these verses – the first one in particular.
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Rich and full of flavor!! Loved it!
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Well done.
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thank you 🙂
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Wow! Amazing poetry!
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Thank you 🙂 coming from you that is high praise indeed
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You’re welcome!
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Oh. What a unique photo and a haunting poem!
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Thank you 🙂 the photo is not mine but I thought it was cool 🙂
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It really is! And your words made it cooler! 😀
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You’re welcome dear. 😉
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Interesting image and a really good read. Each stanza seems to tell its own tale. I like the second stanza about stretching the clouds and full of sun. That sounds bright and cheerful.
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Thank you 🙂 that image caught my eye awhile back and I’ve been trying to come up with a use for it 🙂 I agree about each stanza; they just fell out that way
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I enjoyed them 🙂
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