I’ve had my cup of life
Hands warmed around the mug
Days and dreams mixing in morning’s mist
Sips pulling plans from the air of possibilities.
Energies awakened in early sparks and spangles
The dangling moon content with my plans.
But now, as seasons mount
Reason prevails
All that sailing hope dissipates
As sun, lights and fate
show nothing more
then an emptied mug and lukewarm ground.
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Yes, I've had days like this!
Moses
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You are still, Jane
writing excellent free verse. I applaud you.
One thing ~ I think possessives are not, generally progressive in modern poetry.
"morning’s mist" => "morning mists" is sibilant enough!
All the same, a wonderful piece of verse.
You wrap figurative language around the concrete to present quaint and endearing philosophical moments:
"I’ve had my cup of life
Hands warmed around the mug...".
Beautiful imagistic control.
Love, Ron.
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Very well-brewed metaphorical piece!
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I know this feeling all too well my dear. It just doesn't seem fair that my entire life was spent in pursuit of the 'better things' in life and now I find empty dreams and coffee cups are what I got.
Sincerely,
Leo Long
ps. Glad to see your muse is back from vacation.
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Hello Leo
There are sunny sides, too.
Jane still has plans! Ron.
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hmmm..this was very interesting!the title strickes from the start but the rest completes it all with a splendid effect in the end!well done indeed!
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Liked the metaphor you have used in this poem, likening life to a cup of coffee and following it from brimming hot to nearly empty and cooling off quickly. Good flow, easy to read and understand, easy to visualize as well.
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Hey this is really good, I really like it. Good work
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It's much more then an emptied mug and you know it - let me have a look see over the rim. Ahhhh haaaaa just as i suspected,spiked hot chocolate with remnants of gooey sticky marshmellow and whipped cream
Gosh Janey, the Seasons mount for all of us, lets go out in a blaze of glory just like Autumn but not for another 40 years or so. We'll be the stubborn leaves that hang on into winter 
bravo on this, enjoyed!
wil'
xox
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"Sips pulling plans from the air of possibilities."
lovely alliterations and imagery. That's how I start my day too! Then I go to work and fun plans dissolve to the drudgery/grounds of reality~ lol.
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