
Today’s Poetics prompt at dVerse Poets Pub is “bottle.”
The Bottle Spins
The perfect summer sunlight filled the empty bottle
once stopped it held a warm vibrating light
the bottle sat on a shelf like a secret to not tell
waiting for a winter darkness that was right
once stopped; it held the warm vibrating light
when he reached for the shelf and grabbed the bottle
during a the winter darkness that was right
he placed it on its side in the center of the table
when he reached and grabbed the bottle
and hoped as he gave it a spin
placed on its side in the center of the table
it felt like real life could begin
And she hoped as he gave it a spin
that she would stop the neck of the bottle
it felt like real life could begin
but then the table wobbled and it toppled
that she would stop the fall of the bottle
or the bottle still sat on a shelf with its secrets
but the table wobbled and it toppled
the perfect summer sunlight in shattered regrets

The repetition is very effective. Then, the last line!
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This is gorgeously rendered! ❤️❤️
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I’m glad you like it.
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I love the image of the bottle holding light and secrets. Your ending is perfect!
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Wonderfully written.
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Thank you. I’m glad you think so.
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I have to say it again: that last line is perfect. Thank you for sharing your beautiful poem!
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Thank you.
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So good Maria, the last line is perfect 🙌
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Thank you.
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Love those last few lines….toppled dreams indeed.
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It sounds like a game where the play turned serious… a lot of regrets.
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The last line sums it all up: the perfect summer sunlight in shattered regrets.
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