coffee

just noticing the little things in our lives

i marvel as my eyes
wander over the buzzing
patrons and the working
ones still and silent
in their spaces
staring into their computers

i marvel while
my feet shift restlessly
as i wait in line
between the bearded
professor and the pudgy
cop discussing pastries
and prices

i marvel as my smile
is easily returned by
the bright face of
the server taking my order

and marvel even more
as i pay a king's ransom
for my nattily named
caramel macchiato

then
still amazed and marveling
i join the crowd
on the corner of the counter
and with them wait
cheerfully
for my divine drink's
name to be called

and then at last
i clutch it my steaming cup
in a sweaty palm
and head for the exit
nodding at the others
still waiting
as i leave

i lower my shades
to shield my eyes
from july's stifling sun
and sip as i stroll and
glance back and wonder

but mostly i marvel
at the miracle of marketing
that can take a commodity
and create a caffeine
addict's paradise

Reviews

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Took me there

[April Child]

Haha. I wake up looking forward to my coffee ritual, its a party for one but I like this buzzing scene you have captured so well here. Hmmm maybe I should go out for coffee today... :)

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. oh, this is delightful ... so amazingly beautifully written ... loved every word and every line and every image ... you brought the "caffeine addict's paradise" you write about right before my eyes with your words ... i could picture the place easily ... and i even got a whiff of the aroma of coffee as i was reading ...