Big circle of cork to place my drinks,
remembering the stroll through Ikea and shopping for bargains,
special magically moment of tax refund splurge and ecstasy.
How this prize just seemed to speak of my existence,
being the cushion for my family’s tears
accepting the moisture of their concerns,
the place they deposit each cup of worry.
Each time I sit down at my desk it is recollection’s placement,
inspiring the images of those quiet chats with dad,
grandson on my knee using it to sit his toy cars,
or helping me to share the glass of my favorite smile potion.
Upon it lies my heart ready to hold elixirs of dreams and secrets,
soaking up the times we share,
a symbol of what endures beyond any cares and woes,
reminding of how love is a coaster that absorbs the stains on life.
A contest entry
- What you first see by Seaquince.
450 points, ended November 11, 2008, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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this is lovely and you made it seem like an every day accurance but sometimes forgotten, to become only a coaster again... lovely write...
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Great read here and love the last line! Good luck in the contest
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very moving
loved the line
Upon it lies my heart ready to hold elixirs of dreams and secrets,
soaking up the times we share,
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