In a Writer's PoseA Poem by Alfred Kukitzdiscovery at the cafeIn a Writer’s Pose In a writer’s pose unseated in words that reach beyond the measure, dabbling in inconsistencies of virtue, meandering in forests of darkness where only the writer finds light the Writer’s Cafe, a sip of coffee in the brew, reading words that love the heart, a table top for two, a sadness in blue, triggers that tickle the heart, aiming for stars in a ruse, trusting that unknown corner where like minds sip a nectar or two. © 2015 Alfred KukitzReviews
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StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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