"Cookies, Coffee, And Poetry..."

"Cookies, Coffee, And Poetry..."

A Poem by Chris
"

Ours is a world of perceptions.

"

I watched "The Notebook" last evening.  I spoke with a "listener" this morning.  Paused at their work and listened some myself.  A Tag Line listed by Hayley (http://www.writerscafe.org/Hayley%2A) gave me the title and the movie ("The Notebook") and this morning's talk and wanderings provided direction for this...

Ours is a world of perceptions.  "What IS the right 'thing' to do and when?"  "What isn't the thing to do and why?"  What would each person do - does each person do - as we live?  What ARE the realities of living?

 

Sanity - is the combined perceptions of others as to how we are to live our lives.  Do we stay sane if we follow our own paths?  Few people dwell on their own "guilt", each tends to bemoan "life" as if it betrayed them.  In movies - actors follow script and direction.  In life it seems others develop and continue the script and wannabe directors are always making pronunciations.

Becoming the person you are to be is a journey... and if it were easy you wouldn't appreciate the "paths" you will take, nor the effort YOU have to expend just to take each step. 

"Cookies, coffee, and poetry..."


Stars and shapes -
  snowmen, drops, angels,
  cats, puppy-dogs,
  ginger-bread-men-women,
sugar-sprinkled
life-coated
self-precious-precocious
and so very, very - human.

Light - black -
medium-to-dark
roast 'til full
em-bodied - empowered
lost

sin-full-sweet-rich-poor
bitter-dregs
ground and soaked and steeped
- in existence
- in breathing
- in the loss of self
until
you taste
minutes,
days, weeks,
- your self
as you've become.

I wonder so many whys I've had
and lived through and with...
moments shared - unspoken, unremembered,
sitting side-by-side unseen and unknown
- afraid to speak
- afraid to live
- afraid to BE
until
I understood being afraid not to
speak, step, stand, reach...
dream.

Cookies, coffee, and poetry -
are us.

Chris

© 2011 Chris


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afraid to speak
- afraid to live
- afraid to BE
until
I understood being afraid not to
speak, step, stand, reach...
dream.

This part really spoke to me. I spent my youth being afraid to live. I'm trying to reach for dreams now.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Sweet man...Cookies, coffee, poetry and tasting minutes ... you've won my heart.


Peace & Love
Shar

Posted 12 Years Ago


nice piece of Cinema, and a fine piece of writing, coffee and poetry seem to go together like hand and glove. Add cookies and that makes it all more sweet. I personally like the russian tea cakes with my coffee and poetry, but to each their own.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Ha ha I just talking about cookies with Lily Mae. I really like your construction here. It's unique and gives good feel. The Notebook is a great movie and I like my coffee cold lol. Nice work Chris.

Posted 12 Years Ago


This just blows me away... thank you so much! I can find strength in this.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Fragile and mysteriously elegant! This is a beautiful portrayal of how we evolve and grow between strength, crumbs and illusional worlds...all a stumble and battle to ground ourselves in this "Reality"...so we can pen and deliver a moment of earned clarity..
Superb love xoxo

Posted 12 Years Ago


until
I understood being afraid not to
speak, step, stand, reach...
dream.

Wow , kinda says IT all ... Jazz

Posted 12 Years Ago



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