Marissa Faries Poet Quatrain

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Rick was me and my housemates' good pal. He was a wonderful Christian man. We had fun smoking and drinking with Dave since I moved here March 1st, 2025. He suddenly died in his small apartment on night of Thursday, November 13, 2025. The morning after, I stared at his jar of coffee in the shared kitchen. I took it and drank what little was left, over the past weekend. I wrote this in inspiration of that coffee jar, to honor my new friend who went too soon. You were so loved by me, Dave, and Shawna, Rick. 

 

Rick's Coffee

As I dry my spoon covered in tears,
I wish I had known you for years.
I'll drink your coffee until it disappears,
Or until the jar completely clears.

It is sinking in, I'll never see you again.
I'll always remember you, my new friend.
I thought our fun times would never end.
I always liked your own kind of zen.

As much as I know you are with the Lord,
I grieve your absence, miss your presence.
I let my bowl soak like my face in essence,
Covered by tears, silent like a broken chord.

Odd things happened, a lighter appeared,
Out of nothing, found cigarettes somewhere,
Today, your kettle is full of water that cooled,
But I know, your spirit was showing its wear.

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