Innocence & Coffee

lyrics from an old song I wrote in my twisted youth

INNOCENCE & COFFEE

I wake to find I'm fast asleep,

and in this mindless state I'm in,

I wade and float atop my sins

with a dubious smile comes innocence

I wait for slumbers silent kiss,

against all sense I spread my lips.

Out pours of wisdom..

Out pours of sense..

Out of malice comes  innocence.

 

Beauty can be seen, through a blind man's inhibition.

Ballads can be written, with or without Gods permission.

My story's old, ten thousand fold,

though still I steal this moment.

And as I stand with pen in hand,

Read not, for these words,

 are unimportant.

The next day, I wake with sorrow.

My mind's a troubled soul,

If I'm a a poet I 'm cloaked in treason.

" thank God it's not the times of ole'.

 Every little sweet treat, I see, I swallow.

I never cared where my body lands.

 I  walk atop the ocean,

And I swim deeply in the sand. 

Innocence and coffee

Sunsets and skies of blue.

Cigarettes, and Satan, 

 Reminds me of my twisted youth.

Be careful, don't hurt her,

She's the Angel of the hour.

Innocence and coffee.

Originality, a fable written in denial.

 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Innocence and coffee. This is a good and interesting combination of words.
"I may be a poet but most written in treason.
I thank God it's not the times of ole'.
Every little sweet treat, I see, I swallow.
I never cared where my body lands.
For I walk atop the ocean,
And I swim deeply in the earths sweet sea of sand. "
Life teaches us the simple things are what we need. I liked the tone of the thoughts. Above lines I liked and understood. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Thegoodgatasby]

I really like this, 'my words are unimportant' I love this line it being something that haunts most writers and yet somehow yours remain to be more than just nothingness on a page, for me this poem sums up my weekends spent if Nero or some other coffee shop failing to put pen to page. I really relate to this, thanks so much for sharing :) Grace

[steven sundell]

Thank you very much for your kind review Amanda. Just as positive energy breeds more of the same, I'm inspired by your warm thoughts.

[Cindy Marietta]

Loved this! Especially "Beauty can be seen, through a blind man's inhibition.
Ballads can be written, with or without Gods permission." So beautiful! Very pure poem