"Smoke gathers round the rim of my coffee cup remnants of the skirmish in my untouched bowl of cereal your suitcase sits by the door, the new leather one not the weary worn green canvas with tags from our trip to Paris last summer leaving me with a million Forgotten better days and a badly written play Blurred words seep through the wall you on the phone with some unknown"
I'm torn between teary tatters of another novelette
and slippage into the seductive sleep of sheets
exhaling the last bitter gasp of your Gitanes
ash in the tray, a fine dusting of memories
Forgotten better days and a badly written play
cried Havoc throughout our drawn-out duels
agony like the slow tear of plaster from grazed knees
love is hazardous so watch your step on the stairs
a hurried exit and suitcase bumping down each flight
not having to share this room again, not even the air
after all the grief we've shed, I shall grieve afresh
Notes: The task is to complete the second stanza, add the refrain after it and then write the third stanza. The development of the poem is to present a problem in stanza #1, expand or explore it in stanza #2, and then either resolve or reveal a failed attempt as resolution in the last stanza.
Joining Jilly’s ‘August Challenge Half Poem: “Forgotten Days and a badly writtten play (Bop)
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