Coffee
I just need
6 oz. to live
to keep on breathing
the air I’ve been given
to keep hanging ‘til the endeven if light walks away
even if your company
decides not to stay
the liquid I’m drinking
kills the thirst my heart’s feeling
it sets the sun to rise again
Cloud covered soul
waiting on silver to take hold
adrift in longings
many pains carrying
Raining on my thoughts
simple ones
whose expression language sparks
a confusion of remarks
Wishing of sharing
caring daring lovely things
roses kisses wines gems
everything missing
To fill a hole in a dream
Today we sigh long
For tomorrow the skies fall
Hitting us to ground
Seemingly not making sounds
And away in tears we drown
(C) J.R. Thomas
March 25, 2008
“I snapped this from the window seat as my plane was approaching LaGuardia Airport. The cloud is over Manhattan, while Brooklyn and Queens are visibile in the foreground, separated by Newtown Creek.”
Captured by Jeff Weston
