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Breakfast: Brenda Arledge Poetry Prompt Response Week 43

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Alyssa is an avid reader, writer, and coffee enthusiast. She loves sharing thoughts, ideas, and creative writings with the world.


Slowly, but surely, I'm making my way through these wonderful weekly prompts. Breakfast reminded me of one of my favorite Johnny Cash quotes:

This morning, with her, having coffee.

In typical fashion, I chose a more sad route to the prompt.

Thank you Brenda!




It's always the same:

laughter floating on sunshine

curtains softly dancing with the breeze

and the birds,

oh how their sweet serenade

spoke to your heart.

Your hand gently resting

on that old, chipped mug,

so vivid in my mind

this entire house oozes

with your presence

but it's strongest here

while I sit at our oak table

and when you took your last breath

the laughter died with you;

the sun refuses to shine

the curtains, now dusty and stagnant

Even the birds are silent.

Everything, once bright and beautiful,

has rotted away,

leaving nothing but muted grays.

I'm left here, alone

trying to make sense

of this strange new place

but all I see are snippets of the past,

and your old chipped mug

empty and cold.