Today I sat in a coffee shop in London waiting for a friend who was late. Opposite me sat a man writing so I did what any other writer would do... allowed myself to be inspired by the moment and wrote a poem about him.
Sound Poem for The Coffee Shop Writer
The Coffee Shop Writer
Deep in thought as pencil caresses paper with words
The brushing of grey into curves
He writes posed with a frown
Sometimes the words flow they tumble out
Hastily no pauses they fight for white space
A sip of his coffee
A glance of his space
He stops and stokes his chin with the palm of his hand
Time to think what is missing
That's it and he continues
Sometimes the words flow they tumble out
Hastily no pauses they fight for white space
A sip of his coffee
A glance of his space
He stops and stokes his chin with the palm of his hand
Time to think what is missing
That's it and he continues
Flowing smoothly out of mind
He writes
The coffee shop writer
He writes
The coffee shop writer
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