Coffee Shop Sessions

Category: poem

  • The Warm and Longing Heart

    Have you ever used a poem generator? The following was composed with a few nouns and adjectives plugged into a poem generator and written to the structure of Robert Frost’s ‘Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening’. Not something I would normally do to construct a poem, but it may help those looking for ideas.…

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  • Undying Flame

    Images and words suddenly appear, ones I’ve longed to hear hitting deep as they envelop me.Overwhelming, yet deeply satisfying. Since our last meeting your spirit arrived in the oddest of places: romantic restaurants, quaint cafes, art galleries, long car drives, concert halls, walking in a park, every room of the house, and late at night…

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  • Him, Me, Us

    It was the rippling in his hair, the currents which ran through him and I caught in his riptide, always wondering if it was true. It was the crinkles in his skin around the eyes, years of wisdom and sun-kissed days, the spaces that I would soon settle in. It was our passion that bonded…

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  • Raining underneath

    by Mark Ryan – Check out more of his work here: Havoc and Consequence Underneath. Down here where it’s calm. Where the black beauty of the abyss touches my feet. All is quiet. All is still. I’m entombed as if in a coffin. Locked forever in my own space Controlling the promise of my ever…

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  • The Truth

    This poem is pulled from snippets of Esteban Rodriguez’s poem, El Rio. These snippets pulled together brought out a truth that spoke to me. Check out his poem in Non.PlusLit. ready to give up what they knew they’d never be aware what he believes in will not always remain and though you want to believe…

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  • Comet

    Stand by, enjoy the view Keep a safe distance Don’t let my fiery tail destroy you Just a comet passing through

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  • Wildflowers Amongst Ruins

    Old ruins Forgotten and unkempt Discovered years later Remembering the days Preserving the magic While gardens bloom all around Let the wildflowers grow Where there once were none Let the magic be remembered For all and for one This poem, along with others, can be found in my book Coffee Shop Sessions II: Moving Mountains…

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  • Writer’s Block Strikes Again

    Gather your jumbled up thoughts jot down some fleeting words numerous adjectives, superlatives, and delicious nouns Describe the scene a setting to explain it most certainly could be this only it could be better Conjure up a lost love hint at a depth of longing, desire, fulfillment, and regret but give yourself some credit Leave…

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  • All I Need

    All these years ofexpectancy,finding someone who will give me all things I want,all things I need I beckon for someone to give me music, give me poetry, give me love, give me everything I need But a voice inside cautions: no one can love you like you need, no one is all things true, no…

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  • Getting to Know You

    Getting lost in the deep bluewe simply forget everything elsethis is our fantasy, our escapebut there is life outside these four walls Our wants extend us to stay a little longerwe’ve been waiting for this day it’s too soon to walk away I’d rather have my time with your body next to mineI’d rather have my time getting…

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