writers ponder over verses
but words become mystified, inadequate.
where other poets generously use adjectives
and sweet metaphors
to describe the mysteries of life,
i have the simplest of thoughts:
i think of you,
i think of us,
i think of our love,
and i think we’ll be alright.
How many love letters
do I have to write before
they are sent, how many hours
do I spend and lament over
the impossible dream, the one
that can’t be seen, and more
and more it seems like
it’s never going to be
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A writer yearns to tell their story, any story,
that will stand the test of time full of hardships conquered and inspire generations with hope. The story shall feel whimsical, not so much with fairies dancing but that there is a happy ending. The story shall have brevity, not so much as a long weathered tale but one that details just enough. The story shall be one that others dream of and inspire even the darkest ones with hope. The depth of emotion shall brighten the skies. The cutting edge shall be sharp as a fresh-cut sword. Giving what many have lacked. Inspiring strength to withstand. Readers everywhere want a story, any story, because our story is yearning for hope.
Thanks to Robert Charboneau for this poem. Although my blog and book are both titled ‘Coffee Shop Sessions’ this is the first poem that is actually about coffee!
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