Morning Departures

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Morning departures
A silent plane overhead
Black coffee warming
But I’d rather be in bed
Waking too early
Quiet village in my eyes
An empty mug
But it’s a pretty sunrise

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Inside Out

 

“She pulled up beside me in her Suburban Assault Vehicle, that way she could literally look down on the world around her.

I could instantly tell she was a beautiful woman, at least physically. There was no mistaking that, even with the severe look on her face. I couldn’t see a trace of a smile, just a blank expression.

She had taken care to make sure she was put together correctly. You could tell that there was a right way and a wrong way to everything. She was outfitted in the typical suburban yoga uniform.

It felt like the announcement that she took yoga classes was more important than the actual lifestyle choice and health benefits. Everything about her dripped with insincerity.

I tried to offer her a polite, friendly smile. Maybe she needed some kindness to break down the stress in her life.

The glare was epic. Her disdain for me being of the lower classes was almost tangible. I could tell she wholeheartedly believed she was superior to me in every way. She didn’t know the first thing about me, yet there she was being snobbish.

She tucked her yoga mat under one arm and grabbed her water bottle that cost about a half a day’s wage for me.

I didn’t have the heart to tell her that her pants were on inside out.”

 

 

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I took a sip of my coffee. It had finally cooled. The white, plastic lid was covered in the froth which had bubbled out of the hole.

“Did that really happen? It sounds like anyone one of those weird stories you write. Particularly the ones that don’t really have a point.”

“No, I promise, Scout’s Honor. I went to get a hair cut this morning and fate would have our path’s cross. Lucky for me, I was able to meet such a charming creature.”

“You’re a weirdo.”

“Probably.”

 

 

  • previously posted in an alternate universe

Waitress, You May Refill My Coffee Now

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Waitress, you may refill my coffee now
Mornin’ Miss, your sight is such a relief
Today I’ll be renewed, fresh & free
Been plucking the wharves from my teeth
My heart had been down on its luck
Though today I’m feeling much better
That woman’s no longer haunting me
I decided to throw out her final letter
Stepped right up to the edge of the bridge
I threw it out to the unforgiving sea
Those papers floated off forevermore
All I need today is this perfect coffee
I’m different & she doesn’t exist
Think I’ll head down to the corner
Flag down a taxi & go for a ride
Take back taxes stolen by Jack Horner
Heard he was dealing cards
At SOMA’s famous jook joint
Heard he was spending my money
With my rusty pistol I’ll anoint
Thank you, ma’am for this cup
I’ll come back, if you please
I don’t get many conversations
Quite as pleasant as these

Speeding Down 9A

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Speeding down 9A
I’m pushing 85
Too early in the day
With coffee keeping me alive
Tom Petty ‘Won’t Back Down’
Sun peeking over palms
That rock ‘n’ roll soun’
I really have no qualms
Embrace love – reject hate
Life along the St. John’s River
Another chance to create
Now is the time I must deliver

 

 

*I wrote this a year ago and it felt proper to repost it after we lost a legend. It feels even more painful now that I’m back in his home state of Florida.

Waking Up Before All The Roosters

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Waking up before all the roosters
With a black coffee in my hand
Carrying dreams & fears onboard
Somehow those rails have to be manned
I don’t know if heroes still exist
But that’s definitely not me
I’m just a lowly sailor
Who’s penitence is to sail the sea

A Lover’s Morning

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“I don’t know what to tell you.” He walked naked away from the bed. He had to carefully make his way around her heels and panties from the night before. They had been irreverently strewn about the room in the lovers’ haste. Her dress didn’t make it very far into the room. It was lying by the door. His suit had been thrown onto the chair across from the bed. “Perhaps I’m not the guy you’ve been looking for all these years.”

She hid under the sheets and pulled a pillow over her face when he pulled the curtains over. The sunlight broke into the room. She cursed him from under all that material. She then threw a pillow at him.

“Maybe you’re right. Maybe you’re not man enough for me.”

“You didn’t think that way last night when I was…”

“I get it. No need to rehash all that.”

“I’d love to rehash that.” He gave her a head nod. She just rolled her eyes at him.

“Really?”

“Oh yes. Definitely.”

“No, I know you want to have sex again. I was saying ‘really’ to your corny line.”

“Whatever it takes to get you in the mood.”

“Right now, I just want sleep.”

“Not now, babe. I have plans for us. Well, non-sexual ones at the moment.”

“Like what?”

“You’ll have to get that sweet ass up and find out.”

“Can you at least bring me coffee?”

“You know, every time you smile at me, my entire life brightens.”

“You’re such a cheeseball.” She said, shaking her head.

“I’m serious. I don’t want any of this is overshadow how I feel about you. I am going to love you with reckless abandon.”

“You’re never going to get me out of bed like this.”

“Okay, I’ll get you some coffee. You want one of those fancy vanilla things?”

“No, just cream and sugar, please.”

“You better get into the shower.” He checked his watch. “We have about an hour to be downstairs.”

“Why are we on a schedule? What did you plan?”

“You’ll see. Now get on up!”

He walked out of the hotel room. The lobby was a giant room with rooms on four sides looking down on it. Each room had a small balcony for the guests to walk out on. It was a nice departure from the usual hotel with windows bolted shut. There were fountains and ponds wrapped around and in between a couple small open air bars and seating areas. It was a simply designed central room, but it was atheistically pleasing.

There was a Starbucks next to the gift shop. It was filled with customers by the time he got in line. He was the third person standing out the door, which doubled as the walkway for the hotel. It was awkward to have to keep avoiding the hotel guests with their luggage. The pace was slow, but he worked his way into the actual store. The baristas were working madly to get through the line of sleepy customers. His frustration softened when he realized the efforts they were putting. This was just a five dollar coffee to him. This was their daily life. He made sure to tip them a little extra than usual.

With Coffee in hand, he made his way back up to the room. He nodded silently and smiled wide to the cleaning ladies. He tried his best to keep the coffee from spilling in from of them.

Getting a key out of your pocket when you have two hands full of coffee is an amazing feat. It involves the use of your chin, shoulder and arm while trying to not give yourself third degree burns.

He could hear the shower going once he opened the door. The smile immediately crested his face. Walking into the bathroom, he set the coffees down on the counter. He had a tough decision to make. There was a naked woman on the other side of a very thin piece of plastic. He had already told her to hurry up and get ready for the day. She was a phenomenal beauty. His willpower was limited whenever she was feeling devious.

“Do you need any help in there?”

“Will you hand me my coffee?” She slung open the shower curtain without a hint of modesty or embarrassment. “I just can’t seem to get moving today.” He handed her the disposable cup, without looking her in the eye.

“I really want to join you, but then we’ll never get out of here.”

“It’s a real shame you made plans for the day. You never know what could have happened.”

He smiled at her.