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    dots Submission Name: The Starbucks Poemdots
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    Author: red_summer
    Elite Ratio:    3.9 - 31/38/60
    Words: 318
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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    Average Vote:    4.0000
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    dotsThe Starbucks Poemdots
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    The sunlight beaming through the starbucks window
    lightens the bitter coffee on my lips
    since you’re no longer there to sweeten them for me
    The warmth of the sun on my skin
    Makes me reminisce about the warmth of your touch

    I remember when the winter wasn’t so cold
    And the summer so barren
    A time when fertile thoughts
    Brought blossoms of hope
    And snowflakes fell on cheeks as light as cotton pillows

    Thoughts of you were accompanied by visions of Cherry Blossoms Blooming
    Now overtaken by a sea of Weeping Willows
    The warmth of the sun mocks me

    Laughs at my Lonely
    Pokes its fingers in my side to erk me
    As it swelters over this heart I now wear on my sleeve
    Would it be too cliché to ask why you thought to leave
    But that’s now me
    Hackneyed thoughts is all I can conceive

    Barren of reason to love. Live
    If it were not for my starbucks coffee I’d probably stay in bed…
    Though you’d haunt me in my dreams
    And yet still that smothering aroma of fresh ground beans
    The smooth taste of that first sip
    Slips me back to our first kiss
    Starbucks
    Sunshine
    Are you curse or gift
    Bringing me so much comfort
    Yet causing me to reminisce
    I at once in pain, but also in bliss
    What kind of torture is this


    I wonder if you still make your morning trips to starbucks
    I’ve always wished to bump into you one day
    A quick glance over a brim
    Revealing your eyes lookin back at me
    I wonder what I would say
    Would I relay my daily torment or just walk away


    But you never show, truthfully I’ll probably never know what might happen if we met once again I just sip…
    Enjoyin the bitter taste slightly lightened by the sun on my lips




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      Hi there Merry Meet as "they" say!
    First visit I may say.
    Well I like the poem and as I am still a rookie in this putting words together, I really enjoy this quality and am astonished at the pure play on the subject. Like my daughter Beulah, I am a huge Starbucks fan. Pity I have to go abroad to frequent the coffee shop – not available in South Africa yet – but when I get to the UK and Dubai I cant stay away.
    Love this poem.

    Love in pain should not be a pain but a reminder of the coffee sipping dawns. Will check you out some more. Beulah steered me here.
    Blessed Be as “they” say! Jm.
    | Posted on 2009-05-31 00:00:00 | by Joachim | [ Reply to This ]
      How amazing is the second stanza... you portray all four seasons!!!!

    My fav line has to be:

    "Would I relay my daily torment or just walk away"

    it is eloquent and stylish...

    The entire poem is very well constructed and full of richness... and as I happen to be a HUGE starbucks fan... I can totally relate to the comfort factor of a tall latte!!!

    going straight to my fav list :-)
    | Posted on 2009-05-13 00:00:00 | by Beulah | [ Reply to This ]


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