Coffee Connections

My first poem that I shared with an external audience, this seemed appropriate for WritersCafe.org too.

in an upmarket downtown kind of place

red and white check and coffee clatter

competes with superficial cookie chatter

smart machines wrapped in Italian chrome

reflect a “for here or to go?” social drone

shopping bag pony tailed women wilt

behind handbag dating mums clothed in guilt

they watch sedans and SUVs come and go

caffeine beach with a four wheel tidal flow

pink haired girl giggles about her day

to a distant friend

in an ear-budded wire clad kind of way

a peak capped geek hides behind laptop chic

media multi-tasks himself away

a man walks in with no tattoos

surely that’s a national disgrace

another walks out with his teabag treat

car keys and a croissant in a juggling feat

too busy to spot his wife in the corner

“what’s that other bloke doing with Lorna?”

even the coffee cups start to whisper

“that’s either his two-timing wife

or it must be her twin sister!”

no more than a social experiment beneath

a downtrodden tenement, pretending to be

an upmarket downtown kind of place