Paper Cups

Paper Cups

 

Some things

just never

seem to change

do they

my petit fleur …

Back then 

you see ...

In those very

early days,

I do so distinctly

recall

that everything

was once

a certain kind of

special …

Unblemished,  

and still white

Yes …

there we both

were

Bathing

in a blank page

and sipping

warm rice wine

from

supermarket

paper cups …

Hardly daring to

press pause

and likewise,

unprepared

to wait for night

Just like always …

Do you

by any chance

remember too …

 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked the thoughts and the memory shared Neville. The small and simple things remind us of the days that had become forgotten. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Neville]

.. Thanking you Coyote has never been hard ... it would be impossible not to my friend ..read more
.. Thanking you Coyote has never been hard ... it would be impossible not to my friend ..

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Neville.