Featured Post

Poem 1: A Beginning

I sat and I wondered, to myself in my head, what shall I do before going to bed? "There's not much day left; there's no time ...

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Poem 94: Coffee Shop-ing

Today I'm coffee shopping
but I do not drink the stuff
Its simply that I thought I needed
time for brain debunk

So with music blaring in my heart
and chai tea steeping in the pot
I realize coffee shop-ing isnt 
for the tender heart

Music, do you give me joy
or bring my thoughts away?
How can I focus on this thought
with all the words you say?

Foot thumping
Blood pumping
Tea killing coffee dreams
Homework uncompleting
Time enduring
Life unseamed



No comments:

Post a Comment