11.06.2015

Darkroom Accidents

I spill my coffee
on the counter each morning
requiring me to mind the excess
wipe rinse squeeze wipe towel off

sniff stifle breathe blink bawl
latent image resists sunrise
eyes-shuttered snapshot

  the size of your hands
  the crook in your fingers
  dropping to my hip

I sip coffee from the tippy top
after spilling each morning
cups may be half full or empty
but mine overflows


Not quite sure this fits Izy’s Guy Fawkes challenge, but here goes. Number 6 of 30 Poems in November to benefit Center for New Americans!
Posted by Marian at 6:22 AM
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16 comments:

  1. FireblossomNovember 6, 2015 at 9:39 AM

    This is very cute and very relatable. Loved it, Marian.

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  2. FireblossomNovember 6, 2015 at 9:40 AM

    PS--love the "superHERoic verse" !

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  3. Nancy Beebe Goolsby Tramel PerryNovember 6, 2015 at 10:48 AM

    profound poetics.

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  4. Kerry O'ConnorNovember 6, 2015 at 11:40 AM

    I sometimes take imaginary snapshots with my eyes - some things are worth storing in the long term memory, spills happen every day.

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  5. Mama ZenNovember 6, 2015 at 12:41 PM

    I really like this!

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  6. brudbergNovember 6, 2015 at 3:52 PM

    Where would we ever be without that morning sip?

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  7. HannahNovember 6, 2015 at 6:04 PM

    I'm with you...forever spilling coffee and cheers to an overflowing cup!

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  8. Sherry Blue SkyNovember 6, 2015 at 6:38 PM

    I LOVE this!.......especially the cup over-flowing. I am so happy that yours does, and that you know it does.

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  9. Isadora GruyeNovember 6, 2015 at 7:55 PM

    I see this as a Guy Fawkes poem on a domestic scale! I really enjoyed the run-on of actions in the first stanza, giving the poem an urgent morning, no quite awake but conscious feel. Thanks for posting to the out of standard and viva la!

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  10. MargaretNovember 6, 2015 at 9:24 PM

    That "snapshot" is worthy of a bit of spilled coffee every morning!

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  11. Susie ClevengerNovember 6, 2015 at 11:46 PM

    A cup of coffee introduces us to morning....the domestication of Guy Fawkes... :)

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  12. Susie ClevengerNovember 6, 2015 at 11:46 PM

    A cup of coffee introduces us to morning....the domestication of Guy Fawkes... :)

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  13. Carol CampbellNovember 7, 2015 at 8:50 AM

    It has that early morning comfortable feel!

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  14. HelenNovember 8, 2015 at 1:34 PM

    Your poem IS a celebration!!!

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  15. grapelingNovember 10, 2015 at 3:42 AM

    well, I never spill my coffee. it jumps, voluntarily, out of the cup ~

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