On Repeat (edit)

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On Repeat  edit 1.5 (duke)

A sea of vessels floods the sagging shelves,
arriving boxed and wrapped in dated news.
Inherited or found on treasure hunts,
each glass specifically designed
to serve up brandy, cabernet or gin,
some sized to gulp a dose of juice or milk.
Diminutive espresso cups await
their morning steam, the larger mugs and cups
exclusively for coffee, herbal tea—
filled and emptied, emptied filled.


Assorted vases wait above the sink 
to gently brace the floppy crocuses,
some stout enough to bear the bending weight
of fresh-cut lilacs dripping off a branch. 
In winter when the gifts of gardens wane
their colored glass adorns the window sill
to capture early evening’s slanted sun—
filled and emptied, emptied filled.

Each acquisition needs a place to live,
reshuffling’s a necessary task
to satisfy the cravings of today—
filled and empty, emptied filled.

On Repeat

A multitude of vessels crowd the shelves,
arriving boxed and wrapped in dated news.
Inherited or come across at sales,
each glass specifically designed
to serve up brandy, cabernet or gin,
some sized for daily dose of juice or milk.
Diminutive espresso cups await
their morning steam, the larger mugs and cups
exclusively for coffee, herbal tea.
Filled and emptied, emptied filled.

In season, vases hold their blossoms tall: 
some lightly hold the floppy crocuses,
some stout enough to bear the bending weight
of fresh-cut lilacs dripping off a branch. 
In winter when the gifts of gardens wane
the colored glass adorns the window sill
to capture early evening’s slanted sun.
Filled and emptied, emptied filled.

Each acquisition needs a place to live,
reshuffling’s a necessary task
to satisfy the cravings of today.
Filled and empty, emptied filled.

(all crit mild to intensive gratefully encouraged)