Take a side of poetry with your brew, it’s on the house.
[[UNDER CONSTRUCTION – poetry café rooms]]
Death of the Authentic-Self
Small talkin’ People dropping their story in resumes I don’t want to know your Graduating rank The prestige you think comes dripping off words Words I never asked for Like a moving target for some Narcissistic folk-lore They’re just measurements on paper Recycled on every ear […]
Identity
Pick out your mask From the Devil’s deck of cards Leave behind a piece of you Checked back at the door This is the game of facade Contagious Dancing Plague […]
Enslaved to Time
Manic as stretched hours Mixed metaphors flow outside the lines Blurry beautiful bleeding watercolors One messy mosaic an offspring of time makes Constantly quantifying life with arbitrary measurements Post miles along a carefully grafted check list
A Taxing Life
Come this cold winter’s bend Uncle gets the first laugh at year’s end Enjoying the view As the ten-ton steam train Named Reality Hurdles straight into January resolutions Sending financial plans spiraling down to the penny-scrambled ground Waiting for pittance paid Piper Cradled in April Commoditizing the human soul To itemize each aching woe on…
The Point
Look for why and it’s only more elusive Puffs of smoke caught in shimmering reflection
Thoughtless
Coursing Curdling Venom through my veins Like the defenses of a snake taking a bite in the face of adversity Bile rising up The emotions rot when they are forced back under with weighted chain, no key A bottled ship too big for the glass yet unable to escape
Nutcracker Quirk
The original Elf-ed Shelves Protecting lil’ dancing ballerinas circa 1892
Splendor – #WDYS
Shimmering splendor Folded against a secret box Nestled under Blanketed pine Planning smiles Surprise lit faces Beaming bright as summer
Empath
(Turn on music at the bottom for the full experience) Harpoon me through the heart In this river of sadness Pull me a million directions And I’ll know it as if it were my own Oh, tragic beauty of feeling for another This torture of empathy, a burden I won’t put down For I know…
When Anxiety Calls
Sensible, Nonsensical Logic Unreliable Will not compute Harder to refute The many little things A thousand cuts, compounded The oh so big things Deeper wounds, but slowly so
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Coffee that binds us, wakes us, comforts us. Globetrotting into our mouths and our minds during our morning routines, blissfully following us on the commute. Coffee is the trusty sidekick to a super day and a much-needed boost of serotonin in the morning.
From farm to cup, there is beauty in as many flavors as people, adapting to the drinker no matter the culinary weapon of choice. If not coffee, then tea. If not now, then later. On the go or resting in place.
It can be magical if you let it. Turn down the dial, slow the pace, and just breathe in the moment. Look around and just be. A cup is your chance for a dose of mindfulness and opportunity to absorb the world around you.
Kindled Shadow Poetry 