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27 July 2015

This Poem Is a Cup, a Woman, a Late Hour

This poem is a warm cup of cocoa.
This poem is a woman resting.
This poem is a late hour alone.

The cup has been drunk
as she leans against her pillow.
She has almost drained it now.
Its warmth comforts her.
This poem is a warm cup of cocoa.

She decided to come to bed early.
She has propped the pillow
to support her back, so
she can pretend there's no pain.
This poem is a woman resting.

Her eyelids droop. She ought to
close them, she had such good intentions.
But the poem has overtaken her.
She has no-one to tell her, 'Go to sleep.'
This poem is a late hour alone.

This poem is a warm cup of bedtime cocoa.
This poem is a woman resting on her pillow.
This poem is night, is reflection, is a late hour alone.



 At 'imaginary garden with real toads' we are asked to revisit an earlier challenge. I chose Hannah Gosselin's Boomerang Metaphors.  
Thispost is alos linke dto Poets United's Poetry Pantry #262
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29 comments:

  1. Anonymous27 July 2015 at 13:12

    The poignant imagery comes out beautifully... your poem is indeed a warm cup of cocoa.

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  2. Maude Lynn27 July 2015 at 13:15

    Beautifully done. And, so soothing.

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  3. Anonymous27 July 2015 at 13:19

    A perfect picture of a nighttime ritual. Love it!

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  4. Ella27 July 2015 at 13:25

    I love the art in this ritual~ I now am craving Hot Chocolate~
    This poem feels like a hug.

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  5. Sherry Blue Sky27 July 2015 at 13:31

    This poem is.....absolutely wonderful. I LOVE it! I completely resonate with it..........I wave my magic wand at the pain and make it go away. (Let me know if it works!)

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  6. totomai27 July 2015 at 13:51

    three subjects rolled into one at the end. the muse is late for the party but who cares :-)

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  7. Old Egg27 July 2015 at 17:37

    There is comfort in our daily rituals when you feel all is right in the world.

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  8. Blogoratti27 July 2015 at 19:13

    What a lovely read.

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  9. Mary27 July 2015 at 21:16

    I feel the stillness in this poem, Rosemary - the restfulness at the end of the day & the reflectiveness of the late hour!

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  10. Other Mary27 July 2015 at 21:26

    This poem is a comfort. Several people have used the word "ritual" to describe this, and I too find it a comforting description, a progression through ritual. Very nice.

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  11. Sanaa Rizvi27 July 2015 at 21:57

    Such a beautiful poem this is :D I like the idea of hot cocoa late at night to help relax and sleep peacefully. Beautifully penned :D

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  12. Gillena Cox27 July 2015 at 22:30

    Hot cocoa, cant get better than that, and no one to tell her go to bed, how lucky can she get, Enjoyed your poem Rosemary

    i tried my first 'boomerang metaphor' its at Monday WRites today

    much love...

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  13. Sumana Roy27 July 2015 at 22:52

    I do love that alone time for nightly reflection though "She has no-one to tell her, 'Go to sleep.' tugs at the heartstrings...

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  14. Jae Rose27 July 2015 at 23:35

    Poems can be many wonderful things - I believe you have listed them all

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  15. Kerry O'Connor28 July 2015 at 02:21

    Each part creates a picture of the whole - one of comfort in solitude.

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  16. Hannah28 July 2015 at 03:18

    Oh, sigh...I connect with her so deeply, Rosemary.

    Thank you, for bringing such beauty to this form. ♥

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  17. Purba chakraborty28 July 2015 at 05:00

    This poem is so beautiful and lovely!

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  18. Myrna R.28 July 2015 at 05:12

    The scene you depict is lovely, a little sad about a woman enduring pain, with only a cup of cocoa as company. But, there is definitely something beautiful about this.

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  19. Outlawyer28 July 2015 at 09:33

    that alone time is special yet fraught--wanted yet lonely--you describe this all so well. Well done, Rosemary--k.

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  20. Gen Giggles 29 July 2015 at 05:53

    The time you describe is so human. Great poem.

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  21. Donna@LivingFromHappiness29 July 2015 at 22:18

    This poem is a warm cozy poem...beautiful Rosemary!

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  22. Torie30 July 2015 at 00:45

    I enjoyed the imagery here, Rosemary. I found your words to be comforting in a way :)

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  23. Anonymous30 July 2015 at 05:59

    I really really like this form for all kinds of reasons. Here it tells a story in pieces and parts but the story is real and breathes along with the woman,

    Elizabeth

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  24. Wendy Bourke30 July 2015 at 09:16

    This is lovely. I can imagine "this poem" being spoken in a soft, whispering chant. Wonderful writing!

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  25. Margaret31 July 2015 at 12:29

    I know I enjoy a night alone at times ... I can drink or eat in bed, watch a late movie... kind of fun. :)

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  26. Magaly Guerrero31 July 2015 at 23:11

    "She has propped the pillow
    to support her back, so
    she can pretend there's no pain."

    There is such joy in seeing ourselves in the words of another, even when it hurts a bit... or a lot. ♥

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    1. Rosemary Nissen-Wade1 August 2015 at 12:02

      Well, I am sorry you are in that posiition, yet glad to have brought you the joy of fellow-feeling!

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  27. Rajani4 September 2023 at 12:15

    What an image it conjures... trying to comfort herself through a lonely night.. how well this form works to build a whole story...

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    1. Rosemary Nissen-Wade5 September 2023 at 06:55

      It's a good form; must get back to using it more often!

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