Coffee
The rain has held off –
It will be here by evening.
I’m pushing it
stopping, on the way home
at a newly opened Café
on Ormond Road
(when I’d promised myself
that I’d mow all the lawns
before the next
winter showers set in …)
Coffee only –
damn good though.
I almost forget
I’m starving:
well, not starved exactly
but no food is served here.
A damn good coffee,
and ambience –
a hum of voices
an excellent venue
for a Poetry Reading.
But there is no booze –
There’s always a catch
(but we could arrange
for a temporary license …)
At least I now know
where to come
for a damn good coffee.
And the rain held off –
at least part of that lawn
was mown; two coffee
and we may have covered
the whole yard: three …
and I could have mown
the neighbour’s lawn
as well.
Benita Kape © 3.8.2018
MTB: Punctuation and enjambment for “dVerse” prompt
For this prompt, you can either punctuate an existing poem or write something entirely new poem.
Nice! 🙂
I could mow a lawn for three damn good coffees! 😀
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At least there’s good coffee.
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Hi Fank. Yes a good coffee always welcome. And I’ll be going back to that cafe.
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I think a coffee is a great thing for meeting… and maybe the poetry is better without the booze…
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I actually agree about the booze. These were just thoughts as I sat in the cafe, but booze seems to draw in the young ones.
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This poem’s meter appeals to me.
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Coffee is so good, but coffee and poetry….perfection!
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