Sunset Cafe

Sunset Cafe

A Poem by Chris Shaw

A brisk breeze drives the crystalline,
while in the distance sail boats play
and sun spreads golden spangled light.

From high ground in a sheltered place,
I overlook white crested waves
which chase across the Weymouth bay.

By night, a full moon casts her spell,
fine threads of silver settle down
to glisten, silent on the sea.

Will he remember me next fall?
Will he recall, I was his all,
a rainbow in his Texan day?

Or like the tide that fickle turns
on footprints left behind in sand,
no trace of me, I'm washed away.

© 2018 Chris Shaw


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Once, oh a long time ago, I rode with a Irish girl. I showed her my world and she spun tales at our nightly fires. As she would say, "Aye, 'twas a grand summer."
I never saw her again after fall came... Well, thank you for this lovely vision you have painted, Chris.

Posted 9 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

9 Months Ago

If I evoked memories of happy times, then I couldn't ask for more. Some romances aren't meant to las.. read more
M. J. Smith

9 Months Ago

You are a bright spot in my day. Happy New Year, my friend.
Chris Shaw

9 Months Ago

Aw, thank you :))



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oh the uncertainty of love in an excruciatingly tight grip, the outcome uncertain, it leaves us to imagine as we will personally I'm in for a trist in the fall, ever the optimist :D

Posted 9 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

9 Months Ago

Thank you dear Corset. Pleased you stopped by to leave your thoughts. May you never lose your optimi.. read more
Corset

8 Months Ago

Happy New year!
Chris Shaw

8 Months Ago

Thank you :))
Ooh Fabulosa Chris I love this Poem. Taking me back to the glorious Golden Summer of 1976, and a young lady named Elizabeth Ravenhill. Those Summer Nights at the Funfair. 150% this one :)

Posted 9 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

9 Months Ago

So pleased you got some nice memories from this one Tony. An old poem out for a spot of fresh air. T.. read more
Living in a landlocked state after many years by the sea you have stimulated memories of sailing ..
Delightful imagery, like "footprints left behind"

Posted 9 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

9 Months Ago

Thank you for sharing your thoughts. Pleased you stopped by. All the best.

Chris
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I adore the coast, so the lovely imagery here brought to mind so many wonderful times and people, the last few lines, particularly ‘Or like the tide that fickle turns’ is such an important reminder of the impermanence and beauty of these moments, thank you Chris.


Lathe

Posted 9 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

9 Months Ago

Something so invigorating about the coast. We are fortunate in the UK to be an island, surrounded by.. read more
dearest Chris.. the Chimes of Time… can be heard in Poetry… we loved to be on the edge of Eternity…. Be blessed with a lovely New Tear and New Year.. gently, Pat

Posted 9 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

9 Months Ago

Thank you dear Pat for your kindness and your lovely poetic responses. An old poem out for a breath .. read more
Oh those thoughts can keep a heart awake at night. Such a beautiful depiction of your memory, I am sure he remembers, you are too beautiful and kind to forget.

Posted 9 Months Ago


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Chris Shaw

9 Months Ago

A lovely thoughtful review Patricia. You are so kind. Thank you for your positive visit. All the bes.. read more
Patricia

9 Months Ago

you're welcome and Happy New Year!
Quite a picture your words have painted, seems peaceful but the end seems melancholy.

Posted 9 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

9 Months Ago

Hello dear Tina. Long time no see. Hope all is good with you. Delighted you should check in. Happy n.. read more
Tina

9 Months Ago

Happy new year to you as well
I can picture someone seeing the beautiful scenery, appreciating it for what it is, but underneath the layers of thought there's always a little cloud that's lurking in the form of a question. The doubt lingers not unlike the waves that are a permanent part of the ocean.

Theres a lot in this one, Chris. Nice writing.

Posted 9 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

9 Months Ago

Many thanks Tim for checking this one out and seeing the layers. An old poem out for a breath of fre.. read more
Fantastic imagery Chris and a heartfelt poem of lost love, hoping that he will remember you as you were. Very soft and passionate words, feelings about the sea, the full moon, the overlook with created waves, and of course, the big question in your mind. Lovely.
Best, B

Posted 9 Months Ago


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Chris Shaw

9 Months Ago

Thank you dear Betty. An old poem out for an airing. Your review a delight. All the best.
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Betty Hermelee

9 Months Ago

I will!!! Happy New Year dear Chris!
B
A poem across the world. I love the Englishness of the first part and the subtle but layered change later. Excellent writing my friend.

Posted 9 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

9 Months Ago

Dear Ken, you always leave me such positive reviews. I thank you so much. Happy new year to you. All.. read more

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Chris Shaw
Chris Shaw

Berkshire, United Kingdom



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Albert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..

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