Poet’s Corner: Coffee house

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Pound down the pavement

Rain is falling, on me, on my hair, on my face, on my back, all of me

I’m soaked

It’s miserable out

It’s beautiful out

Open the glass door to coffee house

Door to another world

Hit by a wave of damp, warm air bearing a strong aroma

Coffee; with a hint of mildew and a dash of despair

It’s beautiful in here too

Coffee made by a misty-eyed university drop out in a heavy metal tee shirt

I order a cappuccino and he makes me a latte

Perfection

Sit by the window, let the light seep in, watch the rain fall down

Somewhere someone else is miserable out there

Makes me feel warm and protected sitting inside with my coffee

They say you watch the world go by but it comes too, it comes and it goes

It does not forget

The Coffee house

 

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