"Coffee And A Sunrise..."

"Coffee And A Sunrise..."

A Poem by Chris

Catching a breath


This was inspired while listening to Tabby Mac




Ever cry watching a sitcom

as (if) it's your life ...on view.

And the laughter sounds

as tears fall down

and down ...down

'til the tracks burn

your very soul.


"Coffee And A Sunrise..."


Coffee and a sunrise -

a moment to breathe

a whisper to a shared God

about ...nothing - cause the words

still come and the thoughts

still follow and the dreams


and it hurts


and the eyes burn

and I want

I want...


more than 

...this NOW

and yesterday isn't enough anymore

I'm more ...MORE... than that

than this

than tomorrows' loneliness

tomorrow's numbness



I wish

wishwishwish... W I S H


I know


...coffee's cold

but I touched


being alive ...again.




© 2017 Chris

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Pen and paper and your cup of coffee. That's all that's needed sometimes.

Posted 1 Year Ago

Taking the time to reflect if only for a few moments. TV sit coms are full of parody which is what makes them. If we see ourselves in them or in 'soap opera' then I guess it is because the half hour is so jam packed with pathos and emotion it is easy to see us amongst it all. A very readable and relatable sad piece.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 Year Ago

Life s we live it ...seldom as we want it.
Coffee and a sunrise. A wonderful place to know. I enjoyed your thoughts and questions. Always good to read your work my friend Chris.

Posted 1 Year Ago

It's truly wonderful to see how we feed off of each other when inspired to do so!

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 Year Ago

It's been awhile Kell... how ya do'in?
Kelly Scheppers

1 Year Ago

...good! I was tickled to see you!

1 Year Ago

I keep my fingertips in from time-to-time... chuckling here
You've always seen life for what it is, a mix of smiles and sobs, often too many nights and days that start and finish with next to no worthy memories. Seems that right now.. tis more than that.. ' and it hurts inside and the eyes burn ~ and I want I want... WANT... more than ...this NOW ~ and yesterday isn't enough anymore .. '

Guess we live to learn and more, holding onto memories but, comes a time when making memories lessens and that hurts. Was told by someone a long time ago.. that pausing a minute or few to watch a bird glide onto a moist morning fence is life itself. I close my eyes and see that at times, just to be reminded.

Perhaps use your own words here after that, ' a moment to breathe ~ a whisper to a shared God.'.

This is a beautifully written but sad poem,, makes the reader gasp and pause. You've always seen and felt a moment's tremble and gloried in that. Tis a Chris 'thing'. As ever always search and find dawn in whatever coat it's wearing, each and all are worthy of our need for yet more days. '.. but I touched ~ touched... being alive ..again.'

Posted 1 Year Ago

the conflicts create just enough drive to keep on keepin' on .. yes ..and sometimes some stupid commercial can make me cry ..go figure .. some layers of our lives peeled away will do that to us ...empathy and caring a worthwhile reward for our hanging in .. i like the forthright honesty in this ..your free verse and fonts add to the whole for me .. thanks for sharing Chris!
ps absentmindedly sipping the coffee gone cold is graphic ..sure do relate!

Posted 1 Year Ago

I remember brief moments in time, sitting wrapped up on a cold porch, enjoying the first sip of energy as the shining blazes forth... This was MORE than overflowing with emotion. A well displayed sense of rhythm and soul, leaves my eyes burning up in desire for the next line...Soulfully penned...

Posted 1 Year Ago

Beautiful. The desire here seems to be the same as mine in the poem I posted entitled, 'If Only'. You should check it out and tell me if it's similar. I enjoyed your words :) I.I.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 Year Ago

I'll do that...
More! more in the presence for the now to exist upon the heart of the matter... expressed. Espresso at Sunrise of another day, dawning, that just adds on... more. I really got it Chris... think I'll go renew my coffee gone cold.

Thank you for the Art Exchange, and your review... your bro Ro.
Romon in Review.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 Year Ago

you are always welcome to pause and share coffee and thoughts.
Very powerful stuff Chris. A poem perhaps of hope rather than recollections of the negative. It takes both strength and courage to follow that path upwards. Anfd then to write about it.

Posted 1 Year Ago

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Added on February 3, 2017
Last Updated on December 7, 2017
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