Sandra Fowler

Rookie (February,4,1937 / W. Columbia, WV, USA)

A Scent Of Coffee - Poem by Sandra Fowler

The moon has interlocked the night in glass.
Trees are no more than dark designs on grass.
The mood of music opens like a flower.
A scent of coffee validates the hour.

One wonders how two shadows can embrace.
For after all, time leaves so little space.
Only the smallest whisper of a word,
Makes old friends know emotion has been heard.

The landscape is a poem memorized,
A fey tune only captured by still eyes.
The light diversified by windowpanes
Diminishes, it may not come again.

Comments about A Scent Of Coffee by Sandra Fowler

  • (11/27/2009 9:18:00 AM)

    I really enjoyed reading this poem. I came upon the title of the poem expecting something completely different but I certaintly wasn't disappointed. Beautiful imagery, atmosphere and diction. (Report) Reply

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  • (6/10/2009 10:00:00 AM)

    scent of coffee validates the hour- Sandra you have perfect command over iambic pentameter, and create amazing lyrical poetry with your beautiful imagery. night fall, moon, shadows, reflecting over relationships- you have created an ambience- serene, quiet- just right for reflection. as always a pleasure to read and learn from, the craft of writing a poem.


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  • (6/5/2009 4:45:00 PM)

    a beautiful poem touched my favorite scent...loved it..10+++ (Report) Reply

  • Ashraful Musaddeq (6/5/2009 5:37:00 AM)

    Beautiful poem on a scent of coffee.
    With your magical imageries and affluent imagination, you have transformed it to an excellent piece!
    Love it with 10+++
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  • Cindy Kreiner Sera (5/11/2009 4:41:00 PM)

    A stunning write - the gems you continually pull out shine, no they sparkle with all that is you Sandra - thank you (Report) Reply

  • (4/26/2009 3:07:00 AM)

    I have a confession to make. I came to this title as I am longing for a coffee. I am not disappointed
    as the mood you have painted will make the real one I have explode into my mouth with your imagery. Stunning marks Karin Anderson
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  • (2/22/2009 12:28:00 PM)

    a scent of coffee validates that hour
    very true
    i love that smell--naaaaaaa fragrance is better
    yeh---if im not mistaken theres a 'scent'
    by that name
    a lovely poem Sandra
    surely --10++anjali
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  • (8/24/2008 11:45:00 AM)

    This poem presents an interesting question... Why drink coffee....when we have its scent? 'The scent of coffee validates'......poignantly saying so much! Excellent. (Report) Reply

  • C. P. Sharma (8/1/2008 3:10:00 AM)

    Each line unfolds the Sandra in them,
    Each word sparkles like a glowing gem.

    Imagery speaks softly of her knitting craft,
    How finely the Nature in her poem grafts.

    With sweet emotions, the words' guitar she plays,
    Melodius melodis her rainbow being relays.

    Sandra, I fumble for words, each image is very finely chiseled. Wow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
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  • rajagopal haran (5/10/2008 9:03:00 PM)

    a few are words are sufficient to share the emotions between friends but not to praise a noble poetess like you Madam...enjoyed reading..God Bless You (Report) Reply

  • (2/12/2008 7:32:00 AM)

    You have it all, Sandra..Wow, this is powerful..flow of words are just so gentle, i love every line, the whole piece, the author.. I am glad i''ve found this. Marvelous is the right word..
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  • (12/19/2007 4:22:00 AM)

    I love the line 'Trees are no more than dark designs on grass'. Creates wonderful images in my mind. Thanks. (Report) Reply

  • Cyclopseven R (10/15/2007 11:45:00 PM)

    what a soul captivating poem. (Report) Reply

  • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (9/17/2007 6:08:00 PM)

    Sandra....This is virtually flawless compliments every principle that validates accomplished work.You, young lady, are indeed a superior scribe of the written word, and this poem (I.M.O.) , should be included in the Top 500 Poems List.Rock Solid crafting.

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  • Muhammad Hesham (9/14/2007 6:19:00 AM)

    Here lies the mysterious power of poetry—to restore in words, and thus reconstruct, the taste of moments that “may not come again” in reality. Vanishing scents, whispers, and tunes are all brought back in a way that reinstates their immortal presence both in time and in the soul. (Report) Reply

  • (9/11/2007 2:25:00 AM)

    Caught it, I think, Amen. Bill Grace (Report) Reply

  • (8/28/2007 3:23:00 PM)

    Although I've know such timeless and magical moments, immortalized snippets captured in pale light and shade (Things move unseen, but rather felt therein) , I offer my profound appreciation and respect for your unparalleled black opal of poetic brilliance. I marvel at that which you've penned, and the hushed breaths that I can only find in fleeting memories and dreams - never at the union of my own pen and paper. I thank you for the most precious words that I could never see to find, save but deep within the intimacy of heart plucked cords, which even then evade my grasp. I've used the words 'magical', 'precious' and 'brilliance' already - A hundred times over would be an injustice and understatement! Thank You Sandra! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • (8/8/2007 5:06:00 AM)

    This poem got my memories back at the wake of my grandma, she was loving and caring. The short time I spent with her was filled with memorable moments, she taught me about respect, honesty and other good virtues. Life can go anytime for it is too short to be with love ones and good friends who made our life on earth meaningful. This poem so captivating
    and helpful to make the most in life while there is time! . Little sad but an inspiration for me. Highest marks Sandra.
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  • Elysabeth Faslund (7/31/2007 9:47:00 AM)

    Something going on in this poem, not blatently obvious...could it be you fear for the departure of your friend? The descriptive words creating the lines, leave a between-the-lines meaning. This is way GOOD, Sandra! Moonlight, windowpanes, all great. The shadows tantalize. Read this one, people! ! ! xxElysabeth (Report) Reply

  • Melvina Germain (7/14/2007 8:19:00 AM)

    Captivating, touching and a slight bit of sadness, I love the title. Your descriptiveness is remarkable Sandra.--Melvina-- (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 18, 2011

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