Each month, write a new collection.
As you said on Sunday, sometimes the formalrestriction helps. I stayed with the 5/7/5 syllable count.American Mexican Coffee ShopServing you, but notquite yet. Barred and locked up tight.Weight of morning light.Lavina Blossom
That's really wonderful!
That's lovely, Lavina.
Thank you. These prompts are such a great idea.
I'm glad you're enjoying them!
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This is not a haiku, by any stretch of the imagination.American & Mexican Coffee ShopOn the East Side of Middle of Nowhere, Los Angelesa hand-painted sign hangs above the slide-out bars on the door, it reads in English: COFFEE SHOP AMERICAN & MEXICANIt’s morning in America, if you are willing to come in, you can choose one of the miss-matched chairs and sit at a table that was rescued from a yard sale. This is where you’ll begin learning to speak Spanish and to ignore the burger combo as you order a real breakfast from whatever family member happens to be working behind the counter.
I feel as if I'm there.
I'm so glad you're join in Daniel! Great poem.
The open sign blinkson and off with red and bluehoping for patrons
This Lazy MorningThe corner coffee shop is closedIts eyes shut to the world,slowly its blue blanket skyunfolds her arms in praise.Shadows hold their breath,anticipate the clank of metal, turn of the key, doors swing open,Aroma of eggs, bacon and fresh brewed Folgers.The first customer of the daycomes around the corner and stumbles insidewith hands full of roses.
Nice detail, great ending.
I love the emotion here and the details!
Shadow crossing guardPunctuate our welcome toastBlack coffee, no cream.
Beautiful poem Jeanne!