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         image: Edward Hopper, 1922 

she poured 
the bone colored grit
into her coffee 
& watched as it turned
a lighter shade of resignation 

what is the matter?
his words hung 
mid-air 
blooming
an unavoidable cloud

take my hand, please
she exhaled
i just seem to be 
a bit stuck is all
and she left it at that

2014-Rene
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  1. CharleenMay 18, 2014 at 8:18 PM

    I love how you use the stanza about pouring creamer into coffee to create just the right atmosphere for your big reveal.

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  2. Sherry Blue SkyMay 18, 2014 at 8:29 PM

    Portent and atmosphere - you nailed it!

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  3. Sumana RoyMay 19, 2014 at 12:58 AM

    "a lighter shade of resignation"...becomes so significant...nice lines..

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  4. Cait O'ConnorMay 19, 2014 at 12:07 PM

    Perfect,

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  5. Tess KincaidMay 19, 2014 at 12:28 PM

    Beautiful...

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  6. Stormcat PoetryMay 19, 2014 at 3:02 PM

    Oh this is really sad . . .

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  7. Preeti S.May 20, 2014 at 10:51 AM

    Things that mean the most and are closest to our heart as well as truth - are the ones we leave unspoken. Beautifully penned. Great work with the prompt.

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  8. HelenaMay 20, 2014 at 6:10 PM

    Heartfelt indeed.

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  9. RhissannaMay 21, 2014 at 2:05 AM

    I loved this, partly because it's a horribly recognisable situation, when we can't say what we really need to. Lovely imagery, moving from the coffee to the clouds to her exhalation.

    http://thenarratorslibrary.blogspot.com/2014/05/magpie-tales-tea-for-two-dinner-for-one.html

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  10. avalonMay 21, 2014 at 2:34 AM

    "a lighter shade of resignation "

    Wish I'd thought of that: such a fine phrase.

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  11. Belva Rae StaplesMay 21, 2014 at 12:55 PM

    Feeling a bit stuck is not good. Great write!

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  12. Vodka MomMay 22, 2014 at 10:12 PM

    i ate this up.

    i just seem to be

    a bit stuck

    And the lighter shade of resignation?


    brilliance.

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  13. JinksyMay 25, 2014 at 7:09 AM

    Mastery of words - magic :-)

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