Coffee Shop Sessions

Tag: poetry

  • Chasing Sunsets

    Chasing sunsets, The ones that shine brightest Only to disappear And return again But never in the same light Never seen the same way These eyes tell me, don’t look away Before it’s gone too soon

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  • Shortcomings

    Is it too much to askTo have you sayAnd do all of theAppropriate thingsTo touch gentlyTo say the truth and beautyOf the momentsYou and I spend Is it too much to askTo respondTo the love I giveTo show the depthOf the love you feel Is it too much to askIs it a childish needIs this…

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  • Did I ever tell you…

    I’m digging through letters for cluesFor endearments that will fill my cup They spill over and fall awayAs they come in with a rush Too many to graspI pick them up one by one In hopes to hold ontoLittle pieces of you

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  • Lock & Key

    A treasure trovefilled with secrets A lock and keytwirling through fingers Turning the keydemons spring forthdancing in the light. Bewildered,taking in their faces,their shapeshifter dance,I sink further into the knowingand cannot be undone. We throw the box into the sea and toss the key. O, what these eyes have seen cannot be unseen so easily.

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  • A Muse

    Another thing to adore another body to explore a muse to rouse you right on cue I’m more than you think a mind, a soul, a bad-ass beyond control Comfort needed for my pain loved longing for you again take this two steps back unsure how to react I’ve spilled my love for you Now…

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  • Words

    This poem appears in my poetry collection Coffee Shop Sessions: Whatever It Takes, Even If It Doesn’t Take available on Amazon. I need wordsI need better wordsWords of joyWords of healingWords to console me in times of needWords of understandingWords to make me feel completeWords of loveWords of compassionWords that show a deeper meaning than…

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  • Train to Nowhere [with audio]

    The clock ticks in desperation to move us along, to where we belong. Our eyes remain forward, no longer looking back. The man in seat 2B sobs with tears streaming down his face. He’s left his life in his old place. I soak in the faces of passengers around me, stern looks all around. All…

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  • The Last Goodbye

    Resting his knee,he holds his faceto bury his sobsas she is laid to rest We hold handsas I gently squeezeknowing too wellthis may be our last embrace Feeling his warmth,his mighty strong hands,he held us togetherwhen she left this land It’s only one slip awaybefore you’re gone too soon On the drive home,our last goodbye…

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  • Three poems

    a poem written three times, each version has its own distinct story, while a line or two remains the same. heeding the pullof my heart,messengers of truthwarned us from the start spoken dreams knowtheir own curse,silencing them nowtimepieces have reversed our covert lovebegged for airas buried keepsakespained to be bare our connection:seductive,aimless; as we weep,counterproductive…

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  • Climbing up the walls

    You discover them One by one Climbing up the walls Searching for something to satisfy their hunger They gather there Smelling the sweetness calling them They see their chance A long journey has taken place Will they reach their target Or will they be wiped out Only to start over again

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