I'm at My Wit's End

for in brown, tufted chair

front corner of comfy coffee shop

my lover sits legs entwined

caressing mug of hot chai


nutmeg, cinnamon

drop through foam

on the lip of the glass the

shape of a "U" where her

lips kiss the glass

sip the foam


knees bent up and under

shinbone, knee, thigh

form lines that echo

great sea shell


she takes a third sip and

"U" become "C"


calf curves against

upper thigh and the

nautilus shell's

great opening


forgive her, she is unaware

she doesn't know

about the tiny fly in the chai


ReadWritePoem Prompt Day 24

Clichés, idioms, what-have-you. As points of inspiration, you might think they’re dead in the water, but that’s a load of codswallop. Time spent investigating word origins is never time wasted. So for today’s prompt, travel a while on The Phrase Finder website until you find the phrase or phrase origin that most interests you.

There are no hard and fast rules. The Phrase Finder has phrases from the Bible, from Shakespeare, phrases coined at sea, something for every taste. Take some notes, do a free-write or three, and see where a little word exploration takes you.

I used a phrase as my title (at wit's end) and the last few lines are based on "forgive them, for they know not what they do."