Coffee Shop Sessions

Tag: poetry

  • Who Has Your Tongue

    I mull over the quietness,the licking of thoughtscollected and trapped inside,blocking airwaves. Only things that escapeare the redirects,anything to take the focusoff of what can’t be seen. They’ll have to perform surgeryto get this out of me.

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  • It Can Be Wonderful and Terrible, But It Always Tickles the Right Spot

    The way grey hits the wooly fibers across his chin, like individual spikes of a wheel poking in multiple directions, with fusing colors like a Monet. I graze my fingers through the fibers like walking through cornfields with long, mysterious paths that lead to depths I long to uncover. He rests his hand upon his…

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  • Speak for the Trees

    tears fall from the tips of leaves, no longer heaving but finally at peace, no longer a place for relief, no longer bending to the constant breeze, no longer kept afloat meandering rivers, no longer subject to raging fires, no longer a victim to defeat. tides no longer pulling at the heart, stars no longer…

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  • Fallen Pieces

    An accelerated pull, or a pushing forward, disregarding the existence of brakes.A collapse into fallen leaves and twigs.A slow pluck of fallen pieces.Looking up into the sway of the trees, between a glimmer of light.Dodging, swerving away from becoming a future target.Do I rise and escape these fallen pieces?Or do I bask in the moment…

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  • Sheltered In Place

    they will never know the stillness, the silence, as the world hushes when the first snowflakes drop out of the sky. they will never feel the crisp air or see white blanket the fields as it does every year. kept indoors, safe and warm, where humidity breathes, where mist showers from above, and crawling critters…

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  • nous avons tout le temps pour nous

    The summer’s ritual of an evening rain gushes down upon my large umbrella. I quickly step to dodge flooding puddles surrounding me. And that’s exactly what I’ve been doing most of my life, avoiding disasters. But the person awaiting my arrival, he is my safe haven. Everything leading up to this moment, although it may…

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  • You Never Knew

    you think you know a guy years, months, weeks, day in and day out conversations exchanged how things were left unsaid how we chose, or chose not, to be how we hide behind the way we speak how we say, or don’t say, the things we mean you think you know a guy and suddenly…

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  • Back Where We Started [with audio]

    Driven too far, gone too fast, said too many things to make it last. Now you’ve gone away and we can’t go back, back to where this love once started. Now I drive too long to make sense of it all. Drive too hard to run away from it all. But I can’t go back,…

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  • Small Promises

    Out there beyond the hill Lights twinkle in time with distant voices Preparing for the new year Making small promises of things to come Promising small victories of things to overcome What will they remember When they look back at the year The fickle promises collapsing around them Or achievements made Or constant redirections to…

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  • I’m Yours, Completely [with audio]

    I’m in, all in I’m kicking and screaming as loud as can be I’m yours, Completely yours From the tops of the mountains To the valleys below I’m shouting everywhere I go I’m yours, Completely yours I’d move everything I see If it blocked you from me I’m yours, Completely yours As long as you’re…

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