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Scintilla of Chocolate and Wine
nothing remains
but the faintest scintilla
of bitter dark chocolate
mingling scandalously
with sweet mandarin wine
~bittersweet, like the irony~
lingering mockingly
upon her tongue
long after the lights
were dimmed
and the table cleared
of offerings untouched,
left unappealing
by his sudden goodbye
~her mouth still full of unsaid words~
desperately clinging fingers
grip her glass too tightly,
a fixed point of focus
in the glorious wreckage
of a life derailed
by candlelight
but the faintest scintilla
of bitter dark chocolate
mingling scandalously
with sweet mandarin wine
~bittersweet, like the irony~
lingering mockingly
upon her tongue
long after the lights
were dimmed
and the table cleared
of offerings untouched,
left unappealing
by his sudden goodbye
~her mouth still full of unsaid words~
desperately clinging fingers
grip her glass too tightly,
a fixed point of focus
in the glorious wreckage
of a life derailed
by candlelight
Published 12th Oct 2020
Author's Note
Written for the Word of the Day: Scintilla
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12th Oct 2020 6:53am
Oh, Luna... I could feel a great aching in my heart while reading this :(
A great emotional outpour, like a lightning strike to the heart.
You brought me deep into this painful moment, right there beside you... 💔
Your writing is hauntingly impeccable...
A great emotional outpour, like a lightning strike to the heart.
You brought me deep into this painful moment, right there beside you... 💔
Your writing is hauntingly impeccable...
12th Oct 2020 2:02pm
The word scintilla has always given me this image of lingering smoke, like it’s source is gone, but only just. I’d hoped to capture the emotion of that image here with this snapshot of a story. I’m glad it resonated with you. Thank you as always for your kind words, NewB 💜
12th Oct 2020 3:47pm
It's a very impactful poem, Luna. The imagery conjurs vividly in the mind. Truly enjoyed this despite the associated pain because it's excellent poetry.
12th Oct 2020 4:53pm
12th Oct 2020 3:57pm
12th Oct 2020 4:53pm
13th Oct 2020 2:49pm
a fixed point of focus
in the glorious wreckage
Yes! ... perfectly captures a desperation to hold on. How much we endure, willingly.. and hold on tightly to the torture. Sexy piece Luna..
in the glorious wreckage
Yes! ... perfectly captures a desperation to hold on. How much we endure, willingly.. and hold on tightly to the torture. Sexy piece Luna..
13th Oct 2020 3:08pm
14th Oct 2020 4:09am
Beautifully vulnerable, lush detail, sweetly melancholy flow, excellent meter, evocative and touching. I hear you. I feel you.
14th Oct 2020 5:07am
15th Oct 2020 5:01pm
such melancholic grandeur... molten melting lights blurry in the fixed gazing teary eyes tearing the already bleeding heart... such emotions you bring vivid & stirring deep in your flowing words Luna... you sure know how to bring out them all in such poetic magic you have ev! write on xx
17th Oct 2020 2:00pm
16th Oct 2020 2:27pm
Dear L,
This poem was a wave of oceanic truth in realizing how much the smallest things will recall a love long gone. How is it the tiniest of things can create the largest of pain/loss. Wonderful write! H🌷
This poem was a wave of oceanic truth in realizing how much the smallest things will recall a love long gone. How is it the tiniest of things can create the largest of pain/loss. Wonderful write! H🌷
17th Oct 2020 2:01pm
It always ends up being the little things, right? Thank you so much for your support and kindness 💜
