Mistakes...and the Lingering Cup

Mistakes...and the Lingering Cup

A Poem by Millionth Muse

Yesterday’s coffee lingers

in a cup near the sink,

your fingerprints remain

where the delicate tips cupped the warmth

as breath weaved with rising steam

and perfumed my world with comfort


Sitting a safe distance away

I take vigil over what is missing

bits and pieces of what used to be contentment--

I guard the tiniest memories as if they are children

sheepishly hiding behind the hem of my skirt

clutching and clinging to my resolve


This morning I fashioned a bouquet

out of the flowers you sent to me,

an offering of peace in a time of war--

a white flag of lilies and roses,

and I put them on the balcony

where only the sun and the moon

can drink of their unnecessary fragrance


I should have declined your advances,

smiled brightly before tucking you away

in a dusty chest labeled “in another life”,

but you caught me at an apathetic moment

when sweaters and books were my only company

and I cared about as much for my own survival

as for the puddles of water pooling beneath my window


You gave chase and I surrendered

a doe paralyzed by the brightness of your eyes,

now all I have left is a cup, perching like a panther

on the edge of my counter

© 2010 Millionth Muse

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i need a moment,
very moving.

Posted 13 Years Ago

Yep...the fourth stanza in particular is genius, sweaters and books, I love it. I am trying not to read all of your stuff at once although I could. You need a good dose of it daily so am practicing a little self denial. Nice work.

Posted 13 Years Ago

Chapter two?

Posted 13 Years Ago

This is amazing...it's such a beautiful angle to something that would appear, to most, as something ugly (mistakes and imperfection). I particularly like the phrase "tucking you away in a dusty chest labeled “in another life." It's so symbolic and so honest.

Posted 13 Years Ago

Extraordinary write once again from you, friend. Wonderful imagery and I particularly loved the "white flag of lilies" and the cup "perching like a panther".

I did have one stumble while reading this. A sort of break in the flow. First stanza: "where the delicate tips cupped the warmth as"

Possibly move the "as" to the next line? Seems to flow better. In my mind, anyway.

Excellent. Thank you again.

Posted 13 Years Ago

I love how this comes full circle. The white flag made out of flowers is great. Tx.

Posted 13 Years Ago

Wow, I love it! it shows real emotion and has a really good rythm, it's very well put together..

Posted 13 Years Ago

Completely wonderful. Great Symbolism!

Posted 13 Years Ago

This is a captivating, original, and thoughtful piece of work. Your imagery is palpable, and your figurative language is natural, but 100% fresh. I love these lines:
"I guard the tiniest memories as if they are children

sheepishly hiding behind the hem of my skirt

clutching and clinging to my resolve"

Posted 13 Years Ago

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Last Updated on March 15, 2010


Millionth Muse
Millionth Muse

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