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
I love how you use the stanza about pouring creamer into coffee to create just the right atmosphere for your big reveal.
ReplyDeletePortent and atmosphere - you nailed it!
ReplyDelete"a lighter shade of resignation"...becomes so significant...nice lines..
ReplyDeletePerfect,
ReplyDeleteBeautiful...
ReplyDeleteOh this is really sad . . .
ReplyDeleteThings 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.
ReplyDeleteHeartfelt indeed.
ReplyDeleteI 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.
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"a lighter shade of resignation "
ReplyDeleteWish I'd thought of that: such a fine phrase.
Feeling a bit stuck is not good. Great write!
ReplyDeletei ate this up.
ReplyDeletei just seem to be
a bit stuck
And the lighter shade of resignation?
brilliance.
Mastery of words - magic :-)
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