Cafe Chorus Poem by Hannah Gilchrist

Cafe Chorus



Clatter. Rambling.
Competing octaves, the cacophony rises over the tenor drone of private conversations.
High pitched clinking of cutlery & crockery; the soprano section.
The breathy alto has his solo as steaming coffee fills the cup.
A chair dragged along the wooden floor provides the bass.
The cafe concerto comes to a crescendo.

Monday, January 23, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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