Coffee Shop Sessions

Tag: lost love

  • Love Meant to Last

    For a dear friend … I could never understand it, always questioned it. Never could see the bond that was between you. But it was love, the kind that was supposed to last. From the beginning outsiders were struck by the secret love notes, booty shaking teases, and contagious laughter; surely, that kind of love…

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  • Walking The Corridors of My Mind

    thoughts drift wondering about those who have walked the corridors of my mind, over the years and through the doors in and out of sight. I see their faces, hear their voices, as they’ve entered dreams and I wonder, where have they gone? what are they doing now? do they wonder the same? do they…

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  • It’s All Okay [with audio]

    It was close to the time we arranged to meet here on our favorite park bench, the one that overlooked the town green. I sat with a view of passersby, taking a glance at my watch every once in a while. It was any moment now, the ripping away, the bandage stripping off. We didn’t…

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  • abandoned sea of flames

    My stomach starts to churn, it’s been a while since I’ve heard from you and your letter burns with an aching that quickly forms swells in the corner of my eye; I know this feeling all too well. My hand reaches for the source of the pounding, yet I question myself: Why did I stop…

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  • Show’s Over

    The production commenced with actors on stage portraying the love we once had- the grasp of her cheek, the look in her eyes, as he folded over himself to make her swoon his way. Amongst an empty crowd, the curtain’s now drawn, the actors have gone home, the final act is done, it’s time to…

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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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  • 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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  • 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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  • We Don’t Talk About That

    Drifting thoughts of us strike during the long hours of the dayIt’s that time once againBut we won’t talk about it now We’ll say so much to fit inThe space between the silenceBut those days where we lit up the sky,We won’t talk about that now Fantasies creep inSome days, or most days,What we’ve done…

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  • Drove to See You

    I drove down to see you,stood in your doorway, unannounced.You were there with another—I again felt like an outsider.I didn’t belong,not after I wrote you at length—so many love songs. My poems, wrapped in a box,delivered—but only to be forgotten.My heart still in shock:you were going away,never to be seen again—until the month of May,when…

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