Cafe

By Michael French

Some humor, some philosophy, some love poems. I think you will find some things in here you recognize.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Michael French
• Release date: Feb 23, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310902314

Book preview

Cafe

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The waiter places the coffee on the table

somehow expressing just how beneath him

the entire exercise has proven

Accomplishing this with just the position of his

body and his lack of a greeting

I am impressed

Add cream and stir

Pick up the cup and peer inside

A swirl within another like a night

filled with stars

Placed above a town

with a church steeple

as if to mix the sky

The cup itself now a palate

I could use it, perhaps with a biscotti

to paint my own darkness

Looking around I perceive the table and the cafe

in a new way

Gaze too closely and it begins to break apart

A cloud of independent notes of colour

There is nothing between the tiny dots

except....

we assume,

the ones that look alike, go together

We make the patterns,

The connections don't really exist

The waiter, now a random collection of points,

still manages somehow

to project ennui and disdain

I continue to be impressed

Paying my bill using notes with shifting faces

I walk down a street I create with the brush in my hand

_______

There are no hard distinctions between what is real and what is unreal

Harold Pinter

A cloudy week

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I want to make fun of myself

Logically, I know

Barometric pressure

is not subject to my moods

And again, Logically I know

Winter and sunlight,

while not gone, is reduced

and can have an effect

Also I have started the process

of putting things away

Watched as a loved one

lost a loved one

It is all right there

Halloween is about the Dead

The fields are getting empty

The weather as it has always been

It is the cycle

And there are times

moments really

When I know I am part of it

________

But, it was a little different tonight.

There was a feeling of autumn coming to last a million years.

Ray Bradbury

Rain

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If you are going to write poetry

you want to write something everyday

Get into the habit

of finding something to express

Today the challenge is

say something about rain

I could write about driving

a couple of hours right into the teeth

And right at that time, this time of year

when it is getting