I'm at my favorite coffee house,
the coffee I'm drinking fuels my brain and tells me that I'm hungry.
All I can afford is steamed rice from a Chinese joint a couple doors down.
Now I'm eating and drinking oh so cheaply,
I should be happy with this simple fact that life can't get better than this,
but I am reminded by loving couples walking down the street
that your not here with me.
How my mind wanders with the thoughts
how I want to be closer to you,
how I want to make you smile,
how these thoughts of you brings me home with you.
I want to share tears of joy,
hold you through the night every night,
play a few hours of poker,
make love whenever we want to.
These thoughts of you with your dogs,
your cat petting it's self on your out stretched hand,
busying yourself with work to lessen the sting of missing me.
It's ok, I do the same thing..
Kind of...
Sitting in my favorite coffee house, eating steamed rice and having thoughts of you
somehow brings me home with you.
Audrey Evans
8/05/2009
Author notes
I wrote this poem at my fav coffee house all hopped up on coffee thinking about a very new relationship I'm in... He lives in another town about 500 miles away.
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Comments
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...an interesting look on the imagery that is influenced on thoughts projected when conditioned to a specific situation...
...I know how hard long distant relationships are so I can empathise with that...I also like the pace of the piece being more of a wandering mind state...
...very well done and good luck in the contest...
Oliver
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Hi. This poem is ok. It's amazing how a place can inspire one to write something. You do have something working here, and I like the whole detail of the coffee and rice. I would have liked to see how all of those things brings you home with him. Perhaps, add some more imagery. But then again, everyone has their own style of writing. The line that I especially liked was "Busying yourself with work to lesson the string of you missing me". I can connect feeling like that with someone miles and miles away. It is hard. Good write nonetheless. Thanks for sharing. Keep it up!
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