Embers

I clutch my breast, shattered shards of the once whole, rubble our kitchen floor, mosaic of smashed wedding gifts, failed hopes, dashed dreams, ugly mugs stained hues of love, hearts drawn thin as dinner plates, dining sets burst spider webs, sacrificed to the selfish gods upon a linoleum altar. A lone survivor stares down upon our battle ground, four eyes and two smiles, on high, through glass sky, two lives, one wish, shaken, rattled not rent, blue horizons behind, I see you, you see me, cobbled streets underneath, cutting through this misery, a photo, a memory, faded not forgotten, dashed not dead, you and me, fingers entwined, dreams alive, hopes afire, walking through Madrid.

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Nico Coar

Date: 3/27/2024 3:59:00 PM

Secondly, "Ugly mugs stained hues of love"(both in the sense of their agitated faces stained reds and pinks, as well as the literal sense of perhaps the stereotypical well-intentioned yet lackluster wedding gifted coffee mugs physically stained—maybe by his favorite color of her lipstick, put on just for him, maybe by his grease/dirt stained hands from his dirty job he does to take care of her).

Nico Coar

Date: 3/27/2024 3:58:00 PM

Firstly, the lone survivor is in my mind, a photo from a past trip to Europe, perhaps a honeymoon, the only thing not bolted to the walls that they couldn't bring themselves to break, staring down on the terrible mess their fight has made of their kitchen, "on high through glass sky"(from the counter, through the frame's glass pane. A memory of times when skies were more celestine and hopes had more probability of coming to fruition).

Nico Coar

Date: 3/27/2024 3:56:00 PM

So, this is my first attempt at putting my feelings into words, and I don't know if it's custom for a poet(dare I call myself such at such an early stage in my journey) to explain their lyrics. That said, if you will humor me I'd like to describe what two of the more abstract stanzas meant to me.

Paulette Calasibetta

Date: 3/15/2024 10:54:00 AM

Wow a fabulous poignant poem that certainly deserved the top spot in the contest as well as perfectly crafted poem. Kudos, Paulette

Beata Agustin

Date: 3/13/2024 5:27:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.