Coffee Bar Poems - Poems about Coffee Bar

...Why are you always drinking that expensive coffee? Ann texted Jim. Jim stared at his phone. A text comes across rudely sometimes. The pretty barista behind the coffee bar asked “Foam? Froth? Steam?......

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...Santa has a problem, Mrs. Claus is really sore, Working one whole day a year, She hardly sees him anymore. Even on his days off He's hanging out with elves, Or playing games with reindeer, Or ......

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...We are human and frail And it really is no shame, When we make the odd mistake, To accept and take the blame. It seems it’s different in America Land of the brave, home or the free, With a part......

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...Now I will leave ... Maybe I will come back again ... When I miss the old road, The wooden bench that holds many memories, The coffee bar on the corner. Now i will leave... Maybe I will come ......

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...I come for the ambiance Curl up in the furthest corner Quite content for life to pass me by I like the pace Mostly I like That it doesn’t ask I get involved So I sit there Incognito Anonymou......

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...His eyes popped out with excitement, she only asked for a fresh orange juice. She sat down on an empty table by a window. He kept looking at her. The coffee bar was empty, she was the only customer ......

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...always think of you with razzle dazzle red hair contemplative carrying the coffee bar and us in your thoughts......

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...I call you Mr Primitive Because no one will know who you are Another little secret we now share We go way back in time Spanning three decades I believe Are we really that old? Such time has pas......

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...PROGRESS What happened to that coffee bar With the pinball machine That focused our attention and verve On Saturdays when I was sixteen? Where did all those girls go That wore flared skirts and wh......

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...The first time ever I saw your face It was at the wrong time and in the wrong place There was no coffee bar but a castle for two That’s the first time, that I ever saw you. The look of surprise and ......

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...Seven A.M., feet on the floor, pajamas in-car for a favorite drive-through fast-food treat? No, it's the coffeepot, and turn on the broiler, less of a spoiler, but kudos in Heaven. Breakfast's in......

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...While wearing the garb Of a twenty year old On a 50 something body Her eyes rove hungrily, Spotting her quarry She pounces upon The daily newspapers Left by a prior denizen Of the local coff......

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...i - usually bright and sunny but like the weather today feel just a bit blown down and irritable almost saturday but really not soon enough for me- feel like a small "i" today a few weeks a......

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...A coffee bar with orange paint -- Brown tables on a tiled, grey floor -- Soft light within blown glass above -- A neon sign hangs by the door. I come here sometimes just to write. A c......

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