Coffee Shop

By Bob Dunne

The book is a collection of original poems on a variety of topics. From the secular to the spiritual. Dunne covers the spectrum.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Jul 20, 2012
• ISBN: 9781477248058

Bob Dunne

Dunne’s earliest means of expression was through music. His influences were mainly the Beatles and James Taylor. Due to a tragic car accident when he was twenty-one, he lost his ability to play guitar to his satisfaction. Sometime later, he took up writing books, and most recently he began writing poetry. His first poetry book was the Poems of Bob Dunne, followed by Coffee Shop.

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Published by AuthorHouse 02/03/2014

ISBN: 978-1-4772-4807-2 (sc)

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Contents

Break the Mold!

Fear

Feel the Feeling

Hell

How You Will Bloom!

I Love Your Spirit

It All Begins With You

Jesus

Angela

Let Me In

Living in Reality

Love Making

A King He Is!

Make Believe

My Special One

No Remorse

Pleasant Tales and Sea Shells

A Girl I Know

Puppies

Riddles and Confusions

SHALOM

So Much to See

Knowing Only Love

Well Again

She Makes Her Way

Make Your Way

Who You Are

Untitled

The Crazy Buddha

The Donkey

The Eyes of God

Know How to Be

The Highest

The Joy of Union

Monkey in the Zoo

Untitled

The Parable

The Searcher

The Snake

The Thing That I Have Missed

The Word

True Love

Untitled

The Sleeping Buddha

Up To You

Vision

Way Down Deep

No One Quite Like Her

What Am I?

What You’re Here For

When Two Are One

When?

You Know This Man

What Are We?

Just Give

A Stone of No Demand

Beat the Drum

Buddha in a Trance

My Holy Zest

Michelina

Consume Me

Damn It

The Pearl

Be Who You Are

Untitled

A Meal

A Misunderstanding

Abundant

Alzheimer’s

Elena

At Play

Temptations Abound

Centrality

He is the One

The Sad Buddha

His Love

Home

How Could I Know?

I Do Not Want What Is Not Good

Beyond Words

I Fix my Mind on Her

I Love You Where You Dwell

Jesus of Nazareth

Join the World

Every Bed

Know It All

Let It Be

Life to the Full

Listen for the Call

Living Whole

Mystical Knowing

What It Is Is What It Is

The Rhyme

The Modern World

Woman

Trees

The Days Do Pass

Untitled

Her Breasts Are Firm

The Extra Mile

What You Almost Had

Let It Go Its Way

A Pawn

Break the Mold!

We like our clothing, some dress up in style.

The edge of what is real satisfies us.

We don’t progress through error and through trial.

We think the truth is only one big fuss.

We like the unreal better than the real,

For games are just more pleasant than true work.

For us, the finder has no real appeal.

To want true treasure makes of us a jerk.

Yes, going for full life is so suspicious.

It has to be a cover for a lack,

But to consume true life is so delicious

That you for more always come on right back.

So throw away your garments, stand stark nude.

Start eating what’s around you to behold!

The substance of true life is holy food,

And follow nothing set, just break the mold!

Fear

It’s time to rid myself of all the fear

That stops me in my tracks when it is near.

So many shining days just pass me by,

And all I do is softly give a sigh.

Fear is a killer. It destroys your soul.

Though you once loved now you’re an empty hole.

It sucks the goodness clear straight out of you.

Can someone tell me what am I to do?

I don’t know what this fear is made up of.

It seems