To a Memory of a Summer’s Ray

Love, Poetry, Uncategorized

She walked past the shadowy glasses

Reflecting the the eyes of the cloudless sky

She waited for a face that would bring her back

To a memory of a summer’s ray

To a look she met from hundreds of days

He probably must have already written on the air

That look perhaps, or surely

She doesn’t really know

She looked down to her  feet asking where to go

The familiar aroma greeted her instead

That fragrance that brings hundreds of reminiscence

That which whispers her to invite a pen, a paper and a wandering mind

To talk over cups and cups wandering thoughts

Chamomile tea sounds  appropriate for the moment

She closed her eyes as she sipped

The taste of nature right in her senses

Her eyes open with a wish to see a sign of him

The office workers chatting with fellows and some pages

She sits back

And begins to see him

in a poem.

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Over Nth Cups of Coffee

Life Lessons and Impressions, Poetry, Uncategorized

Over nth cups of coffee
The countless, swift rotations

Of the clock
The minutes
The seconds

I have wished to conspire for my favor

The patient, “intelligent pen”

The inevitable visual marks of sacrifice
The war between my drowsy eyes
and my fighting heart

When will I see you go and done
And finally lay in the hands of a judge
The thoughts I have ignored
The walks I have procrastinated
The rest I have deprived myself of
I should not give in
How many more daydreams of a playful summer,
a restful slumber,
a debt-free tomorrow
to liberate from this little sorrow?

How many more?

A little more
In just a very little while

The countenance
of the desperation
Patiently changes

Undone
But I behold
Finished.

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