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Nine O’Clock

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I don’t know the reason I wake up around nine every morning. Late in terms of the working world. Being outside of that, it seems perfect. I’m not sure what makes me sit in the same corner of my couch, hands warmed by my hot tea, slippered feet curled up, sun spilling on my face.

I don’t know why at that very moment when everything felt fine in my world, yours was exploding. How could I possibly slumber while you edged closer to your demise? What reason is there for my contentment and your pain? I prefer keeping in mind even the possibility that existence has it’s own reason for being and you had your reason for leaving it.

 

 

For Merril’s Prosery: Possibilities prompt at

dVerse Poets Pub

She asked us to include the following from “Possibilities” by Wislawa Szymborska…

“I prefer keeping in mind even the possibility that existence has it’s own reason for being”

 

7 responses »

  1. It is strange how we become accustomed to things, and then grief shatters us–and we question everything. ❤️

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  2. This is heartwrenchingly beautiful, Mish. Life is strange that way… while one person experiences indescribable contentment.. the other pain. May we be there for each other during trials and tribulations. 💝💝

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  3. Your ending yanked me out of your comfort zone. This phrase worked out very well with the twist at the end. So well captured.

    Pat

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  4. sorry for your loss … great use of the prompt!

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  5. Wow! This is a sharp pull away from life as you think it is.

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  6. The leaving is powerful on so many levels, this is your experience, but as a poem it also evocative of many losses.

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  7. Wow, Mish! This was like a punch to he heart. Like so many things in life, I never saw it coming.

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