November Sanctum

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sun sets early in november
while streetlights pepper busy sidewalks
and chilly winds hurl through the streets
 
bundled up, head on we face the gale
always keen for coffeehouse intermissions
where mugs and napkins are exchanged for money
 
a warm familiar welcome as we come in from the cold
the atmosphere relaxing, retro music that's enticing
a table for secluded refuge in a corner incognito
 
baristas giving us the eye offering to impress
with their skills: a fancy this, a fancy that
poised to whip up your heart’s desire
 
steaming milk for frothy lather
while the aroma of grinding coffee fills the air
and feels as soothing as a sweet caress
 
here time stands still on one side of the counter
the only one on speed is our pleasant
highly caffeinated talented barista
 
modern art hung on bare walls
yes, time stands quaintly still here
and this is where i seek my haven

where i go to hide, to read, to write
to dust the sinews of my soul
to sit where words will not aggress me

exquisite swirls of foaming cream atop
patterned with fleeting symmetry
lips approach and deface the perfection

the illusion forever shattered
time is afterall finite
as proclaims my empty cup

i linger longer in no hurry to leave
stretching this mini getaway
'relaxing' lounging and destressing

recharging my depleted batteries
soaking in the void of words 
focus on what stirs below

absorbing energy in the silence
in the not speaking 
in the not listening
 
behind the scenes reality awaits
the pause button is now released



AP: Honorable Mention 2025

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