James Papastamos

Rookie (December 13th,2009 / Toronto, Canada)

Coffee And Tea - Poem by James Papastamos

A cup of coffee for us all
this morning sun to brew its taste
We wave our hats, salute its wind
the steam now rising, we fan its haste

We cup our hands, attract its warmth
its putrid scent collects what not
As lay men dance their chosen trade
and women of mercy gather in thought

My seat is empty, the tables have turned
the glass divides yet bares no hate
As many are blessed who fill its chapel
but I, alone, shall drink its fate

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 24, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 22, 2011

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