this is a perception the pure creativity that lies within.

Coffee House

In the coffee house

everthing was quit as a mouse.

Nothing, but pure creativity pouring

from laptops and phones, but

 then the idea hit me like shining siler chrome.

As my cup of joe grew cold, and the lights became low

it was time to take what I had wrote,

and turn it into a note in my head and lay it to bed


Submitted: April 25, 2016

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Great poem, nothing like creativity and a cup of joe.
I hope you can stop by my page and read some of my poems.

Mon, April 25th, 2016 2:13pm


I've been pretty busy the past few days but I will make some time to get to it

Sat, April 30th, 2016 1:17am

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