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Cup of coffee….or..

door killea

Cup of coffee….or..




First need a cup of coffee
look around the room, what's new
thought one day I would live here,
that's funny, really, but true…
should never have planted my dreams
the terrace glistens with dews
the window lets in the dawn
the walls still sing the blues
so much sorrow to face
a first cup of coffee or tea will do
a love so huge but not enough grace
how intense indeed is the seed
of the greed or the need
and red roses turn black
while broken hearts still bleed
an old man told me, move on
get off, the ceiling is coming down
I thanked him though I didn't care at all
every day someone is hit by a clown
so I go to the cold sea in my swishy gown
to where my options are all free
I can stick my head deep in the sand
my arse up high above the ground
or swim, float, dive under or drown
perhaps I'll just freeze this day
no, not today, instead I'll go to the café
won't order a first cup of coffee
a Tequila Sunrise is what I need, feel it ascend in me
and the sun, we at one for a while
pondering on our options for hours
sun says: time to order a Death in the Afternoon
today there are no solutions at all
but perhaps there will be soon
hang around a little longer friend
perchance you can ride on the moon
real soon girl, real soon, you'll be riding the moon
my drinking partner sank in the sea
but sent her sons Moon followed by Mon Soon
there would be no riding the storm tonight
kindly, they ordered me an Orgasm
which I drank with much delight
wondering what this poem is all about
I'm sure someone will tell me
of that I have no doubt...

 

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  • andremoortgat
    The walls still sing the blues
    The ceiling is coming down
    Tequila by Mon Soon
    and for me... Cup of coffee
    and a prayer to the Moon
    killea: Ha ha, thank you Andre
    xx
    j
  • Annelies
    So many cocktails in the afternoon, a hangover maybe? ;) then i surely would need some coffee or tea in the morning ;)
    killea: A well spent afternoon! :)
    xx
    j
  • jan
    it's nice to live so close to the inspiring sea...beautiful poem June!
    xxx
    j
    killea: thank you sweetheart
    xxx
    j
  • CHRIS
    soms heb je zo van die stuntelige toestanden
    drink jij mee ,,,, een cola past op voor zo een troubel water

    killea: Cheers, Chris
    xx
    j
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