Bring Me the Sunset in a Cup

My first attempt at prompt #103 from creativewritingprompts.com - create a poem using Emily Dickinson's "Bring me the sunset in a cup" as a starting point:

Bring me the Sunset in a Cup
because I won't have it
any other Way. This
Day cannot, will not end
until I can capture it,
toast it up, drink it down,
feel the Itch as it slides
down my Throat,
the Warmth as it settles
in my Stomach.
How great to know
that All is said and done
and the Day in its rightful Place,
finished and digested.

The Beginning

I've been writing since as long as I could hold a pen, and everyday I seem to learn something new about the process. A lot of times it seems that the written word can be an effortless art. Just churn out the words and you have a story or a poem at your hands. And sometimes, it is that easy. But a lot of times, the art of writing a story is like working your way through a maze. You can't always see where you're going, but you follow certain paths and hope you'll reach the end. Sometimes you take a wrong turn, but you make your way back and try again, and in the end, you always find your way through.

And so begins the chronicle of my journey as I make my way through the labyrinth.