Brewed: A Poem

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I think of you every morning as my coffee brews,

As an unwanted stream of recollection ensues,

I remember all those downtown coffee shops we lived in,

And the faces of bored locals when they glanced at our affection,

Their jealousy echoed louder than their pointless chatter,

As we dove into each other's eyes, before the moment shattered,

But somehow all went wrong and I'm left alone in the present,

To sip on home-brewed coffee and inhale the scent of regret.

Poetry Reading of "Brewed"

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whonunuwho 4 months ago from United States

Nice to hear from you my friend. Well done in its emotional content and so well done in its message of regret and memories of the past. Funny, in a way, how coffee breaks bring back long lost memories of the past.whonu

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BlossomSB 4 months ago from Victoria, Australia

Lovely, nostalgic poem. It's wonderful how even just the aroma can evoke images of times long ago. Really enjoyed reading it.

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Ebower 4 months ago from Georgia Author

whonunuwho: Thank you for your kind words. I'm glad you enjoyed this. It was good to hear from you, too!

BlossomSB: Thanks so much! :)

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