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While the ashes of marriage #2 were cooling, I began a journal here in verse, to keep myself out of trouble. So far so good, and one day at a time. I took a hiatus this past January, and I missed it terribly. Writing daily had changed the way I think - not my opinions, but the process of thinking itself. So here I am back again, and hungry. I began with three rules: (1) Iambic pentameter, (2) Perfect rhyme, and (3) It had to be true (no hyperbole). I hereby amend rule number 3: If I'm writing about myself, yes, it has to be true. But it doesn't, if I want to tell a story.

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OCTOBER 14, 2010 12:28AM

Coffee #4. Wednesday Oct 13, 2010

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Of late he'd liked his coffee silent.  She,
Interpreting the quiet as a sign
Of caution, had retreated.  It would be
A long misunderstanding, and combine
With others.  Hundreds maybe: sugar, salt,
The way to fold the shirts, or sing a song.
And ultimately, fear of finding fault,
Or being caught together very long.
Then, caught alone, he sought a certain peace
In small cafes, with no one at his side,
And over time and coffee, found release
From things unknowable; a little pride
Returned, and he thought coffee might be best,
From time to time, with someone as a guest.

 

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"Of late he'd liked his coffee silent." Wonderful line, and the whole poem has just the right degree of wistfulness.
As long as the other person doesn't decide how you should take your coffee, I agree. I get this. I really do.
with too much company, we seek silence. with too much silence, we seek company. but coffee... always coffee.
Seem to hear you breathing out at last and looking up and on. Each line here speaks so poignantly.
Caught feels like a hinge here. I like the way you did that...caught together, caught alone.

“"I'm afraid sometimes
you'll play lonely games too,
games you can't win
because you'll play against you"” - Dr. Suess

Nice cuff.
bard i know this..
"Of caution, had retreated. It would be
A long misunderstanding, and combine
With others. Hundreds maybe: sugar, salt,
The way to fold the shirts, or sing a song.
And ultimately, fear of finding fault,"
I wish I did not, but you wrote it perfectly.r
with no one at his side,
And over time and coffee, found release
From things unknowable;

Oh, yeaaaaa.... so simply and eloquently put. Thanks!
Might be good at times, now and again, but I suspect that the silent coffee will continue to be the best.
A guest with coffee, how very nice, nicely put.
From time to time - Yes indeed. Just not all the time. Just not yet...
"Or being caught together very long." Well said. Evokes painful but necessary memories. Rated.
An excellent and quite elegant capturing of pathos that would otherwise require many volumes to explore. This is quite an archetype, and now bookmarked...
"And over time and coffee, found release"
ah - yes.
And I've tried and I've tried
To enjoy a double-shot expresso Grande Supreme
But I thought my gut was turning inside out
And my bloomers were about to hold my spleen.

Ah, the great liquid enema...hardly the romantic side, but on a practical note, what would we do without coffee after 40? Rated.
Good to the last word ! (forgive me for being so corny- just couldn't resist it)
~R
coffee has always been a bitter drink, well suited to melancholy

(though, I thought Santa drank hot cocoa)
Thank you so much, to everyone. Thank you, thank you. Your response to this one has been just wonderful.

ladyslipper, I suspect you like your coffee quiet from time to time, eh?

cartouche, boy you got THAT right. The agony of drinking a cup that's too sweet... blech.

Oryoki, it really is such a welcome constant, isn't it. My mom & dad used to drink it (yes, quietly), each on their end of the couch every morning. He died 15 years ago, and her coffee has been a trusted companion.

maddiesdad, thanks - only perfect if the coffee is perfect.

anna1, hm... I'll think about that over a cup.

c&v, I have a really bad habit of checking my comments from the previous night's post, when I wake up in the morning. Really, before I even get out of bed. I roll over and call up OS on the company Blackberry. And there was your comment, and you were quoting Dr. Seuss...? and I thought, "hang on, c&v has to be mistaken, no way in hell is this Dr. Seuss, it doesn't scan correctly! He would NEVER..." So I got up and Googled a line. There are, um, a couple of words missing. -- but I get, and very much appreciate, your sentiment. I'll be careful.

hugs, what can I say. Here's a cup to everyone going through it right this very minute, tonight.

Midwest, aha... another lone coffee drinker, eh?

Brassawe, just from time to time man. A man's gotta know his limitations.

rita, where shall I send the invitation?

Linnnn, yes, in small doses at first. Don't want to overdue it.

LizG, hello! Welcome! That is... I don't think I've ever seen you before, have I? (Want a cup of coffee?)

VariantFox, holy moley - "archetype" is a really strong word. Thank you. Cream and sugar?

trilogy, hey -- you've just come back from the land of espresso, boy do I envy that!

con, Thank you, excellent sir.

manhattankid, do you remember how impossible it used to be to get a good cup of coffee in the city? If you didn't trudge to an Italian cafe, you were really stuck with dishwater. Aged. How things have changed.

FusunA, you win the prize for the most topical comment. That was inspired. Thank you.

vanessa, I believe Santa will sneak a cafe con leche every chance he gets. I don't know about availability at the North Pole.

Thanks everyone. It really has been wonderful to see your comments here. Really. Wonderful.

Now if I can get some sleep after all that caffeine...
people have married landmarks and each other, but i love this poem enough to almost want to marry it.

construction. theme. everything is perfect(ly). understood. & felt.
I'm so sorry I am late here, DB ... a coffee enjoyed over a chat with another sounds just the 'shot'! (Oh goodness ... that was a terrible pun ... please excuse me!)

I hope that you find someone at your side a little more often soon my friend .... a good coffee is best enjoyed in good company.
The two years I lived in South Carolina, the good friend I made would come over every day and we would drink coffee for hours as the children were in school. She and I are still friends 20 years later, but I miss sitting across the table from her with mug in hand.