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Grimacing in the Rain

The rain today Seems unrelenting The sky a murky off-white…complete But the car park Is almost busy I watch the shoppers The mums and dads With their trollies and One-handed bags Tiny-tots with little legs Grimacing in the rain So … Continue reading

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Poetry with a Cappuccino

The waitress arrives Places a cappuccino On the table Then smiles A poetry book sits Waiting for the first sip Two sets of lips Eager to engage To taste, to feel A stolen moment In an otherwise Ordinary morning Thatcher … Continue reading

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Here, words often gather

in the cafe across the street my cappuccino is waiting quietly waiting to wet my lips three armchairs around a marble table a place of inspiration i hear words whispering in my ear – come join us! here, words often … Continue reading

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Mostly of Glass

as the cafe door opens it grunts, staggers functioning under duress catch you on the rebound should you linger slap you on the backside made mostly of glass so generous with the light affords the opportunity to observe from several … Continue reading

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