late cup

arqios

 

'Late Cup'


day thins on toothy edges, 
each request arrives, softening contours.
Still, hands move in steady patterns, 
carrying out what the moment asks
while the inner field settles
into quieted grain.

a cup waits on the bench, 
its position unchanged, 
holding a small shift of light
room adjusting around it rim
body and mind follow that adjustment, 
working through each hour
with same steady mutedness.

corridor air congregates
in slow stepping gait, 
walls leaning into familiar stillness.
A hooked cloth stays where it was, 
offering a point to return to
as the day moves in lowered light, 
each motion calibrating toothed whispers
of what can be carried.

 

 


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  • nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

    a very good observant write my friend

  • sorenbarrett

    A complex poem of time itself and nature's clock measured by sun. The hour marked by light and shadow moves about the room in quite mute measures. "Hands move in steady patterns" Toothy edges reminiscent of the gears in a clock, the hooked cloth the meridian twelve on the clock a place to return to. Time measured by movement is well set here. There is a sense of unalterable quiet movement in this poem. Lovely and a fave

    • arqios

      Many thanks from the depths of my heart dear friend. 🙏🕊️

      • sorenbarrett

        It is my pleasure to read and be associated with such a great poetic mind

      • RSM0812

        An interesting write and metaphorical shades of words combining the piece. Nicely done.

        • arqios

          The shades are what make the highlights pretty and outstanding. thank you so much, dear friend 🙏🕊️

        • Tristan Robert Lange

          Arqios, this has a wonderfully restrained and observational beauty to it. Cups, corridors, cloth, shifting light, slowed movement, and quiet interior adjustment all gather into a subtle meditation on fatigue, routine, and the fragile steadiness that carries a person through ordinary existence. Deeply atmospheric piece, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

          • arqios

            Thanks Tittu 🙏🏻🕊️

          • orchidee

            Good write A.

            • arqios

              Thanks O.

              • orchidee

                I thought you meant the FA Cup Final Cup, in the UK this past weekend! lol.

                • arqios

                  Oh, the one where Manchester beat Chelsea? ⚽🥅🏆🕊️🙏

                  • orchidee

                    Yes.

                  • David Wakeling

                    A beautifully written piece.There is such a joy in the style which is very enjoyable to read.The cup on the bench is a symbol of not giving up the past and the potential of the future to carry on.For me it is wonderful

                    • arqios

                      After retirement granddad would start little projects and litter the house with their unfinished carcasses; they were a lifeline that he would show up Tomorrow to continue and complete them. We seem to all approach it in our very unique ways. Cheers, amigo 🙏🕊️

                    • Kevin Hulme

                      Time. It's happening all around us. We are like a Stone in a flowing River .
                      Nice one.

                      • arqios

                        Thank you Kevin, that is an excellent and moving image. 🙏🕊️🪨🚣🏿‍♀️

                      • Goldfinch60

                        Intriguing words Rik leading us into our future.

                        Andy

                        • arqios

                          A bit of intrigue catches the attention. Thanks Andy 🙏🕊️



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