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Tumbling Object

Oooops slip and fumble.
My hand reaches to catch it.
Tumbling out of my grasp.

In slow motion I watch it fall.
Through its parabolic arc.
I see the images as it rotates down.

Recognising it as a Favorited mug.
Emotional attachment floods over me.
Iridescence warm feelings as well.

Memories strolling home.
Via the park behind her home.
Were I found this now spinning mug.
 
First a ping, which sounded ok.
Then a bounce, followed by a thud.
A resounding crack, not so good.

Several other cracking sounds followed.
Retrieving the pieces, handle separated.
Like a heart broken in two.

I placed them together.
Fitted like a glove.
Easy to repair.

This broken object.
I held with such affection.
Like a token of love's lost.

You not knowing, me not realising either.
Till that moment of frozen time.
As i watched it tumble fall & smash.

I didnt repair it.
I let it go.
Tossing it & the pieces in the bin.
Written by Shon
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Author's Note
I dropped a mug and time stood still as i watch it fall and crash.
Thoughts & feeling all  flashed by me in that moment.
Copyright @Shon 2025. All rights reserved.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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