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mocha's over a paradise noon

mocha's over a paradise noon

A Poem by Shirlena

I hope I would do them proud


hopefully she’ll have specs

famously above her head

hair cut close spirals speckled silver

like mine even though our ages differ ends

sassy still emanating power to her pen

maybe my approach will soften her militant views

she already has my full adoration

she might stall me …think it’s a fair trade

we could order coffee at Panera’s…sharing pragmatisms over scones

her wisdom height of brunch

if she tells me when it comes to expressions

writing emoting whether with key or scribble

I am one of her infants… nursed on her abstract

I’ll be near faint from knighting of me…provided intercession

my kingdom she invited a mutual friend

greeting us with “Hey what is the happenings…I say what is the happenings” my friends


we respond in like jawn, “It’s gotta be you my sister so come on in”

if I can get them both to share aspirations of ingenuity

then it would tempt me to applause with each utterance after the period

 second soul city mentor as savvy as the first

I’d spatula like good eggs


to find how I got through this café merger… nerves intact

as most coveted poetesses of  Ebony literati lent me company

the one with bohemian frock majestic pug nose

crowned in organic do wound of double glory

underneath her nose a smile broad enough for three

asking what in the few minutes before she arrived did she miss

we assure now things can start at her presence

while inside myself I am gathering wits like falls neon leaves

that I am grasping talent and hands



the Sonia

the Nikki


mocha's excellent two

© 2014 Shirlena

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This makes me want someone to have coffee with. Someone to discuss writing with. Someone to admire in the person for their talent and hard work... I have a lot of these people in my life, but none in the area that i could use one in. It is always fun to read your work, usually 3 times before it sets in... and better with each read. Lovely

Posted 8 Years Ago

As with your style --- Shirlena...I do --- hear a certain voice as I read your work --- and mention that each time...its always a fresh look --- when I open and be introduced to the words you've created for the audience...and this puts again another interestingly defining moment...liked the way this ends...

Posted 8 Years Ago

Harkens back to an era when dramatic monologues were very much in vogue, so to come across one of this visual vividness and frank emotion is most's the little idiosyncrasies that make this piece special, and truly bring you all to life on the page/screen: the militant views, sharing pragmatisms over scones, the 'it's gotta be you' catch phrase...I echo Frieda's's like I could see it all before my eyes, like being at a neighbouring table at Panera' never fail to ignite my imagination my friend...great work.

Posted 8 Years Ago

I felt as though I was watching this scene unfold before my eyes, I want to have coffee & scones at Panera's now...sounds like paradise to me.

the one with bohemian frock majestic pug nose...I adore that sweet line.

Was waiting on this one whilst you were editing, it's always so worth the wait to read your quirky have such a unique voice dahlin'...superb! Music is perfect...

Posted 8 Years Ago

"inside myself I am gathering wits like falls neon leaves

that I am grasping talent and hands"

I don't know this group but I learned something today. You are savvy as them perhaps. And you get your double glory one day. Bravo................

Posted 8 Years Ago

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Added on July 15, 2014
Last Updated on July 16, 2014
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