Small table, padded chair
Bright lights, full cup
Who do you see?
College student, panicked gaze
Suit and tie, hurried voice
You sit and it all goes by
Drained and filled,
With energy, hope, comfort
A warm drink,
On a cold day
Or a warm night
Days uplifted,
Tears cried,
Smiles and laughter,
Hard breaks,
You, small cup,
Overflowing with spices
See it all
They set you down
Under the lights
Bright against the dark
Music playing above
The only witness
To their many sides.
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Afterword: The inspiration for this was the very cup in the banner. I'd just had some pretty amazing coffee and got to thinking about what the everyday objects in our lives must witness.
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Compathy: The Anthology
PoetryHello Reader, Welcome to a collection of open letters (poems?) to whatever has caught my fancy at the time of writing. I'm inspired by anything and everything in this varied world, be it an intense feeling, a stunning drink, or just the unique ambia...
