Long Espresso Poems

Choose unironically ripping off a film to be ironic
Choose now because then will never be enough
Choose puff puff puff puff puff pass because you’ll never have enough
Choose feeling guilty in the morning because it’s better...

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Will you, won’t you join the dance,
We like to dance here every night,
Moving slowly at the speed of light.
Won’t you give yourself half a chance,
Even two left feet are alright.

The Bipolar Coaster is an excellent...

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JOE VERSUS THE RACCOON 
By Kate H. Stark


Each night ‘twas the same old proverbial shout. 
“Hey Joe, will you please take the garbage bags out?”

Joe sighed, rolled his eyes as he walked toward the door....

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X Continues Marking Many Spots
                        by Odin Roark

Anonymous living suits many,
gypsy fever...

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The Bucket List

Imagine if you will, a scene unlike any other,
Sipping Espresso daybreak, foothills of snow that smother.
Pavement Café in Zermatt, first patron of the morn’
Eyes glazed in wonder, the magnificence of Matterhorn.

Imagine if you...

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This Poem was submitted for the poetry contest "Jamie's interesting contest 1" sponsored by Jamie Pan, for theme #6. Reflections in a window.

Once while my mind was drifting through a cafe fenestration,
Whence my cappuccino cup...

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friday 14, 2020

SHE SCRAMBLED EGGS ENOUGH TO FEED TWENTY PEOPLE
AND MADE ENOUGH TOAST TO FEED FIFTY.
HAM AND OYSTERS, AND STEAKS FOR FIFTY
AND SHE MADE BOTH BISCUITS AND ROLLS.
CUCUMBERS AND ENGLISH MUFFINS
AND THE JUICES OF ORANGES...

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What's the espresso this evening, Rubicam?
My random access memory will light upon it
As I riffle the files of my brain.
Pulling out something fresh,
I burst out with words to cover the enigma.
Bones
Bones are the fare--
Stewed bones...

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The more the world changes, the more it stays the same.
I was just telling my 2-year-old Dragon, this the other day.
Now I have a petulant Dragon, once I had a petulant child.
They might be very...

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GARDEN

She smelled like the colors
of an intricate garden in which
every geometry and every dimension,
every expression of soft composition,
had the dominant splash, the pervasive
aura, the relentlessly visible subtext
of red

Centered and rooted in the soil
of tradition, North...

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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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When the Goddess of aroma
graces my caffeinated soul, 
her milky quartz crown 
                     shines in...

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LE TRE SORELLE 


My favorite spot in Italy, and perhaps anywhere, was Ristorante Le Tre Sorelle 
in Positano. It was at the bottom of at least a hundred stone steps, just on 
the right, and...

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you entered my world 
through an unopened door 
dazzled with my mind catering 
to my thoughts I'd wondered 

your extreme motive night and day 
desperately trying to focus above the old man 
whom desires attention...

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So there I was
Walking downtown by myself
While he was swimming in the bottle
Relishing the waves of discontent
                  ...

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We were pilgrims to the great city 
one who's culture is globally abundant 
all types live there 

Big name giants 
Equal minded intellectuals 
Rights activists aplenty 
Kings of poetry and literature 
Envious dealers of intensity...

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More than a vacation, a vocation
In the field of tranquility you
Search the Caribbean blue
Sensation or mental refuge

White sandy beaches wet
Peaches in drinks collect
Making the experience perfectly
Sweet, worthy as a bodily

Treat. Club nights, escapes
In lantern light...

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So why are you out there talking about b*tch, hoes, cars, and even your bling?

  You see if you do not first love yourself then trust me the money you got would not solve...

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Written: December 31, 2023, For Unseeking Seeker Contest
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“God within me is the enjoyer of the aroma
As...

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Whys and Hows
                by Odin Roark

Through the window of rain spattered glass,
The old vet watched the large ant cling to...

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Alarm Clock
-Levis Hutchins,the inventor

On a birds eye survey you had seen buildings, horses, wagons on a flat yard.

In central vision you had seen the street of Hampshire before you
had seen their walls in front of...

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Radio impulse
Stray songs invite;
Hip melancholy

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Words and lyrics
Basket of moods;
Mental corridors

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Espresso machine
Caffeine song;
Frothy brew

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Dancing darling
Plucks my heart strings;
Sense surround

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Listen now
Birdsong metaphor;
Dawn brings magic

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Profound moments
Rain wets window;
Windy sadness

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Neighbour smiles
Meal takeaway chit-chat;
Weather and prices

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Pineapple slices
Lunch time treats;
Sour-sweet yellow

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Dress-up...

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I 
Throw myself into my poetry
Fling myself until I bleed
Until I'm knee deep in similes 
Until from my eyes seep seas of salty seeds
Spiraling in the double helix of hyperboles 
Hyper..
Hy..per..ven..
Hyperventilating
I Am the paint
I Am...

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It was New Years Eve so they decided to have a special dinner for two 
they ate spinach, noodles, and ham with a dab of orange mustard glaze 
red candles burned softly on the linen...

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Froth
           by Odin Roark

Come
Be my operator
Me your camera

Medium shot
Lower Manhattan sidewalk café
He in Armani suit accented with Ferragamo tie
She with Jimmy Choo and Prada outfit
Both...

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