Cafe Heart

A little piece of my imagination......and memories.

There's cracks in the sidewalk
Traced with bare toes; winter's day.
I listen to the hum of passing cars that aren't you
Sipping coffee after a movie, like you said.
But I didn't drive your car,
Didn't hide you and feed you Skittle-covered pizza;
I am alone.

That face like mine in the window still waits for you.
Watching cars pass in the reflection, just in case, or so I say.
Sipping coffee, writing you into my thoughts,
Childish thoughts.
But you love me because I make you smile,
Love in a way.

Cold toes on sidewalk cracks,
And I wonder if you're smiling.

Author's Note

Just a little something off base of my usual style....I think.

Reviews

[Antonio Valentino]

Cheyenne, this really was superb, I liked every single bit of it. I haven't read you in quite a while and I forgot how talented you are. This is poetry that could be published, I'm very proud of you, this inspires.

[Gheeneil]

I like the melancholic tone and the slight repetition. The images accentuate the theme in this piece. Keep writing.

[:)]

I like this style where the reader gets to go deep into the mind of the narrator. Its simple observations made on what I picture as a rainy day Spring day in the city.
:)

[Jim Parson]

Beautiful job! You've captured the yearning and melancholy so well here! A very thoughtful, intelligent write.

[OT]

nice!! you use words so well to paint images and a perfect ending -

"Cold toes on sidewalk cracks,
And I wonder if you're smiling." - nice!!

[Rossen]

This sound like a kitty, liked the feel... makes me smile...

[John Jackson (El Juero)]

That face like mine in the window...Brilliant line! Liked this very much. The longing is painful, I can feel that.

[Elwina]

Very sweet. Lonely but soft. I like the atmosphere you created in this.

[Moflo]

This was very descriptive and had some great images in it. I like how you depict lost love and waiting, almost from the poet's perspective. Nice write.

[Everett DeValle]

Love this poem...just an excellent flow and how you captured your words in thoughts. A lovely read.