I bit nervously
at unpolished nails
flaking within parted lips
trying to breathe
there were shadows
and voices heard
between the clanging of silverware
shaking me
the door danced apart
and I saw your image
fall into the crowded space
I'd made
ten steps to another broken heart
sipping pieces of you
down my tightening throat
burning deeply
and the porcelain tipped onto the scuffed surface
spilling coffee and muted words
upon your leather souls
I cupped my hands
across blushed skin
wishing I could be mopped up
with the mess I'd already made...
Author notes
Prompt ~ Coffee
photo found at coffeehouse
A contest entry
- A cup of coffee by Faithbound.
600 points, ended May 13, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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I bit nervously
at unpolished nails
flaking within parted lips
trying to breathe
simply amazing I love this imagery -
I keep wringing my mop out and using it over and over again. Great use of the prompt.
Becky
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excellent~
I could envison this poem
From the start to the finish...
Great take on the prompt
Best of luck in the contest...
I have this one bookmarked but so far nothing has come to mind to pen it down
Again good luck
I have up some new ones would love for you to drop by
Hugs
Susan~~~
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I think I have done this on sevveral occassions and I am still mopping up
Love, C
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i could imagine the whole scene within my mind as I read this and it just added something more to the picture as well an amazing piece mummy
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