James Marshall Goff Poet Free verse

Hoarder

I collect tins and bags
of coffee, Hector brings
me, for future
barter.

Some unknown calamity,
I will have all the
coffee.

Tins and bags of
gold, a hoard to
protect.

Safe passage, ammo, maybe a
scarf for a loved
one, my mind creates endless
outcomes.

I' m hoping coffee is in
short
supply.



11/16/13

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Darlene Gifford November 4, 2014 at 4:15 PM Hoard all you want, James, because when I run out of coffee, I'll know who to visit! I hoard books, so maybe we can make an exchange! But you might not like mine because I underline, make notes in the margins and turn the corners down on favorite pages.

Nette Onclaud November 16, 2013 at 7:04 PM i hope you can spare me a cuppa coffee, jimbo... a delightful piece than can be raed aloud at drake's... wow :) huggs Nette Onclaud November 16, 2013 at 7:45 PM hope your mom is feeling better..:)

Shadow Hamilton November 16, 2013 at 5:47 PM much enjoyed this humorous write Jimbo coffee king I will know where to come lol Shadow x smile hug

Richard Lamoureux November 16, 2013 at 3:41 PM If Coffee is power, you are destined to rule the World! I enjoyed this humorous piece.

Sara Kendrick November 16, 2013 at 10:42 AM Enjoyed reading this one..I am glad that I chose it today..There are some who are doing this for sure..Sara

Dr.Ram Mehta November 16, 2013 at 8:49 AM Very witty, Jimbo

Tim Ryerson November 16, 2013 at 7:24 AM It has been a LONG time my friend...You haven't missied a beat...You are very wise to do this (If it's yourself you refer to) because I believe this 'unknown calamity' will surely come....