So this version was the original starting point, a little piece sent to express an immediate emotion. Later, with some reworking and expansion of scope, it became poetry.
Which do you like better? Which moves you? Can you see the poetry becoming lyrics to a song?
Responses please!
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The coffee cup on the dresser has gone cold. I look at it and smile...sadly. You're gone now, probably in the airport by now, and I know this is probably the last time I'll see you here in Arizona for a long time. Changes are occurring and the future is so uncertain, I'm glad that we all had this tiny fraction of a second (it seems to me) to spend together.
Happy traces left behind are the beautiful smelling flowers you gave me and a clean house and kitchen floor, a nice side benefit of having company.
Still- my work has piled up, and frankly, I'm a bit disinterested in trying to tackle it all, even though focusing on it would be better than staring at your cold coffee.
I miss you both already, happy I got to see you, happy for the reason for the trip, but still my heart feels pierced and my eyes sting with tears as I get into the shower....
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Wow, I can relate to this feeling from past experiences with my Wife and I. When you are trying to move your life in the right direction, this sort of sacrifice is very trying, but worth it later in life. I know it hurts. And... It makes great poetry.... Hang in there and keep writing about it. Many can relate
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