R.M. Alexander Poems

Dark and cold,
only silence to be heard.
A moment for pondering,
for self reflection.
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Can you tell me
Is there anything better
Than sitting in a cafe during terrible weather?
A cup of coffee, maybe a bite
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Is there anything worse than hearing a song,
a song about loss,
a song about tears,
And knowing exactly,
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There is a poem that begins,
'She walks in beauty like the night, '
It is a verse that to you,
I would love to recite.
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What I need is a cup of coffee.
Strong, Black, Soothing.
My mood is dark,
Darker than the cup in front of me.
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Thoughts and ideas are bottled up in my head like butterflies in a net.
Fluttering around, trying to get out, vainly trying to escape.
Nothing comes of them,
it seems nothing ever will,
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Awake.
Cold.
My face is chapped,
But my body is warm.
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The heady scent,
Of a long cold pint.
That first sip,
Ahhhh.
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I've had poems running through my head,
Since you walked away.
I've surely thought right out,
Just exactly what I'd say,
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She sits alone
Sipping water in the heat.
Listening to music,
Gently tapping feet.
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