Long Coffees Poems

The greatest performance of my life.  
Howard’s proud piece de resistance award  on Poetry Nook for my magnum opus “Rush Amid The Rapids” in their daily member section.
After endless hours of toil, tribulation,...

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Love Unbound 
In the quiet, unassuming town of Willowbrook, there lives a man named Elias. He was a shadow of his former self, his once vibrant spirit dimmed by the harsh glare of divorce and...

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In a phalanx of four: Peter, Lisa, Dave, and I, descended a waterfall of marble stairs - pilgrims to another time - as if we’d punched through a wormhole.

It’s a five-star bash at the palace...

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It’s the Thursday morning before valentine’s day. Lisa and I are scrambling to get out of our suite. We share an Organic Biochemistry class and we’re running a hot minute late. As we pulled on...

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Aw, you're cute
Aw, was that your face?
I think I smacked your face
And gave you a bruise 
But that's old ass news

I know that I am silly Billy
I love dandelions honestly
Aw, they are so adorable
The birds...

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On a silver moonlit pillow’s blissful patch I dreamt nirvana 
verses for my sister Jay and our magic mutual bond,  that
gem-enhanced treasure chest, that life support as ironclad rampart 
for our twin psyche sparkle,...

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3:15 a.m. 
 It was a crappy, wet, rainy dog-hiding drizzly morning.
Anthony woke up in a bad mood, with a sore throat, that got worse when he looked out the window.
Of course, the obstinate dog...

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No more faxes, no more phones                             ...

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No more faxes, no more phones                             ...

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"The Vanilla Ice Cream Knights and The Raspberry Queen"



"You’ve been spooning
too much Vanilla Icecream”, 
she advised the buffoon

all the feathery self-blustering chirpers 
parted way, she had loaded guns
she positively glided into the room

“Diamonds my old...

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'The Journey'

Sight.
Sound.
Smell.
Taste.

The trains,
the tracks,
the rush, the haste.

The sweeties and toffees,
newspapers and coffees,

Cases and bags, e-cigs and fags,
pasty and tanned, iphone in hand,

The people who come and the people who go
and the Taxis that wait, as...

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A reminder to Nigerian current president, 
Oh ! Uncle president Bola Ahmad Tinubu, 
One of the  seniors African politicians 
who could direct the youths well not to hell.  
Your honorary doctorate in political science 
and...

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Mary, Jimmy, and Tommy had a garbage
can lid full of charcoal burning.
  They were Homeless but they had each
other.
  Mary was telling Jimmy how she managed
to get the free charcoal from the Sav-Mart.
...

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I lay awake and watch you sleep, I gave you my heart, it's now yours to keep. 
Pulling me close, you taught me to dance. Her head on my chest..l'm taking a glance. 
The most...

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People came and went all night, welcomed by the warm evening, the 12-piece jazz band, rich restaurant aromas and the boundless night sky. I hear their enthusiasm as they’re escorted to their tables. These Geneva...

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In a city of shadows and glimmers, where glass towers rise like dreams
in a starless night, we search for the contours of our own destinies,
shrouded in the fine mist of mornings too hasty to greet...

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I go to the supermarket
to buy some mangoes. 
I’ve had five coffees
And spent hours on detangling 
computer wires. 

Reciting a poem I remember 
from fourth grade
I opened another three college 
letters in the mail yesterday.
The...

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I am so weary it is the middle of the week some call it hump day, but I don’t seem to be walking around with a hump on my back, but I can tell you...

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Linda Bentley, 

I remember the first time we met you came round for a coffee. 
I remember it well, we sat talking for hours, just you and me.
Over the next few years, We must have...

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Through tinted glass, I see cars have lined up outside, like a java-thirsty snake who waits to strike at the employee working the drive-through window.
I take a last dreg of coffee, then vacate the table...

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Coffee sir? Yes my dear, please……………..
And don't you dare bring me no damn cream….it's straight black coffee for me!
You see, I've sampled brews from all over the world, but the one I chose is just...

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    "Christmas Dinner Fiasco"



on Christmas Eve, family gathered for "Feast of Seven Fishes"
an old Italian tradition while wrapping gifts with expectant wishes
hubby decided to play Chef Boyardee
complete with hat and apron, a...

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I wrote some quick notes about the journey on foot from the train station to the art gallery with a view to making it into a poem later. I may do that, but here are...

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She once said
on a stormy night
before the first drop of rain graced tongues:
"Passion is overrated.  It's out of style"
The crack of clouds blew grey into her face at that moment.
Umbrellas turned their skin inside...

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Two hands in folds of shoddy cotton,
in clouds of cheap champagne and cigarette smoke.
My ringing ears

Echoing the television murmurs,
but it’s the same news on a broken record,
broken record horrors.

Now the clock— It’s snickering, a thief,...

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