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Late Night Café

16 May

Sitting in a late night café
Cradling coffee and our private tortures
On this hot summer night
Nothing seems right
As I wait for you
To speak.
As we sit by the window,
The world passes by
And the breeze in the trees
Whispers to me.
My heart is on the ground
Swept away with the cigarette butts
I am drowning
On this late summer night.
Sitting in a late night cafe
Coffee untouched and words unsaid
Nothing feels right, and tonight
…I am alone in a crowded room.

(c) 2004

 

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51 Comments

Posted by on May 16, 2011 in Poetry

 

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51 responses to “Late Night Café

  1. Jyoti

    May 17, 2011 at 4:21 pm

    very well composed.

     
  2. Jyoti

    May 17, 2011 at 4:23 pm

    loved the following lines especially: ‘Cradling coffee and our private tortures’

    and

    My heart is on the ground
    Swept away with the cigarette butts

     
  3. Life: Between the lines

    December 14, 2011 at 6:20 pm

    tense silence between the two that says so much yet nothing at all :) I know the feeling!
    happy rally!!!
    http://promisingpoetsparkinglot.blogspot.com/2011/12/agreement-for-thursday-poets-rally-week.html

     
  4. booguloo

    December 14, 2011 at 6:25 pm

    Private tortures seem to follow us at every turn, especially at night alone in a light night cafe.

     
  5. tinkwelborn

    December 14, 2011 at 6:45 pm

    Excellent Poem!
    you’ve done an excellent job here.
    the feelings are embedded as naturally here, as the hues are within it’s beholden flora – perfectly.

    the return of sitting is a late night cafe rounding out the poem at the end….and the capstone: alone in a crowded room.

    untouched coffee and words unsaid…great symmetry in words.

    just a damned good piece.

    this is a perfect little poem. good Job!!

     
  6. leah J. Lynn

    December 14, 2011 at 7:08 pm

    Very sad, but nicely written.

     
  7. zongrik

    December 14, 2011 at 7:31 pm

    sounds lonely

     
  8. Tino

    December 14, 2011 at 8:28 pm

    Reading this, Sad Cafe songs kept leaping into my mind ;-) Kind of apt, but not.

    Anyway, I enjoyed reading and that loneliness is palpable here.

     
  9. thingy

    December 14, 2011 at 11:06 pm

    Oh, I felt this one. Well done.

     
  10. ZQ

    December 14, 2011 at 11:20 pm

    You are my nomination for this rally’s poetry. Good work!

     
  11. charlesmashburn

    December 15, 2011 at 1:38 am

    This is wonderful! I can see the scene very vividly. Very nicely done!

    http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/12/14/a-thousand-candles/

     
  12. maitreyeechowdhury

    December 15, 2011 at 10:58 am

    Very nice one..:)

     
  13. Kay Salady

    December 15, 2011 at 1:14 pm

    That’s a good poem!

     
  14. Bupinder Singh

    December 15, 2011 at 2:45 pm

    nice poem,
    u need a coffee’

     
  15. Morning

    December 15, 2011 at 5:08 pm

    wow.

    alone in a crowded room, well done.

     
  16. Jennifaye

    December 15, 2011 at 5:22 pm

    I can very much relate to this. :( Nice one. You write really well. Now I’m craving for another cup of coffee…

     
  17. terri0729

    December 15, 2011 at 5:37 pm

    Yes ma’am, I feel you in this poem! Been there and done that, as I’m sure many have, and it is the worst feeling. Message and emotions jumped off the page at me, very well done indeed! :) Blessings, Terri

     
  18. Voyages Vistas Vino

    December 15, 2011 at 6:01 pm

    Reminds me of a poem I read in Italy this summer…thanks for taking me back there. Well done.
    Cheers,
    Mark Butkus

     
  19. mbwilliams

    December 15, 2011 at 7:18 pm

    Great poem, the first two lines are absolutely magical

     
  20. Miriam Sagan

    December 16, 2011 at 12:08 am

    Strong–caught my interest.

     
  21. Adrian Giannini

    December 16, 2011 at 4:03 am

    Mmm coffee, nicely spun and liked the tone set :)

     
  22. Nel

    December 16, 2011 at 8:09 am

    I like how you portray the scene of a cafe and then end with –

    Fantastic visual poetry.

     
    • Nel

      December 16, 2011 at 8:10 am

      Oops. The editor bailed on me. My comment should say:

      I like how you portray the scene of a cafe and then end with – …I am alone in a crowded room.

      Fantastic visual poetry.

       
  23. elainedanforth

    December 16, 2011 at 8:54 pm

    A really vivid picture you paint of the scene and the loneliness. Nicely done.

     
  24. Caledoniapoems

    December 16, 2011 at 10:21 pm

    I love this poem – beautiful

     
  25. Jo Bryant

    December 17, 2011 at 9:09 pm

    well written poignant poem

     
  26. Bodhirose

    December 18, 2011 at 1:25 am

    I felt the uncomfortable and awkward silence in this…well done, I enjoyed it.

     
  27. magher1

    December 19, 2011 at 12:20 pm

    The situation sounds so familiar… Touching!

     

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