In Memoriam: This is the third in a series honoring the soon-to-be defunct Borders bookstore. While at work, I often daydream about escaping to a bookstore or coffee shop.
I write my best
poems at work on
company stationary
and company time
on rainy Fridays when
all I want to do is
escape to a coffee shop
or bookstore and sip
the day away surrounded
by books, magazines
and literary dreams.
Note: This is one of the pieces featured in my latest chapbook, Sugar and Spice and Nothing That's Nice, a collection of tea and coffee poems co-authored by Randy Foster.
Wednesday, August 03, 2011
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