Category: cafe sitting

NaPoWriMo – Bonus

I’d already decided that I would celebrate the anniversary of my moving here in my final poem for this year, but then this afternoon the muse struck me again (and besides, I know some of the previous ones were a bit pathetic).

North Street Chichester, Saturday afternoon

In Caffe Nero
there’s a grey-haired man
perusing a graphic novel.

And the guy by the window
is talking to a pony
disguised as a dog.

So why shouldn’t I
do my knitting?

The iced pistachio latte
is delicious, darling,
and so will be
my handmade scarf.

Linda Rushby

30 April 2022

#NaPoWriMo

NaPoWriMo Day 23 – All Those Faces

All those faces
in all those places.
If we met again,
what would you
think of me?
And I of you?

The randomness of life,
the circles of chance
that made our paths
converge and
separate again.

The words that drift around
the cafes where I’ve sat
and eavesdropped
other people’s conversations,
the songs that play
on jukeboxes and radios.

Memories that
accumulate then fade again.
Other people’s lives
that touch mine
then move on again.

All those faces,
all those places.

23 April 2022

#NaPoWriMo