I ordered my coffee
Sat down all alone
I needed a break
Didn’t want to go home.

I watched you walk in
You ordered a coffee
You sat at a table
Not very far from me.

I tried not to stare
But, you were so pretty
What could I do?
I was in love already.

You took out a book
One I’m reading, too
I thought to myself
I have to meet you.

Invite you to lunch?
Start a conversation?
Would you think it odd?
An uninvited confrontation?

Some people alone
Prefer to keep it that way
What would you do?
What would I say?

I took a chance
Walked over to you
Hoping you’d care
Your eyes were so blue.

“Hi! My name is Chris”
Couldn’t help but notice
We’re reading the same book
I tried to remain focused.

Can I buy you a coffee?
A Caramel Macchiato?
She smiled and said yes
I said that I’d love to.

Two hours later
She gave me her number
I hoped all along
That I’d get to know her.


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via Daily Prompt: Wrinkle


Beginning each day
A new wrinkle appears
The sun doesn’t help
To keep your skin clear.

Though you lather up
With sunscreen all day
The damage that’s done
Does not go away.

Freckles and moles
Wrinkles and scars
They won’t disappear
They stay where they are.

Time on the beach
Time spent in the sun
Will leave you blemished
Before you are done.

Sunburn and blisters
Will cause such pain
Don’t keep going back
Again and again.

You must wear a hat
And limit the time
That you will be spending
Out in the sunshine.


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Against all odds, I signed up for
My very first triathalon
I wasn’t prepared, I wasn’t ready
But, believed this was going to be fun.

I had a bike, some new swim goggles
And a speedo bathing cap
I wasn’t a swimmer, a biker or runner
But, didn’t see any problem with that.

The starting gun fired, they went into the water
I was expected to jump in, too
I joined in, swimming along
But, quickly began turning blue.

We were expected to swim out to a buoy
Go around it and head back to shore
I swam along, as fast as I could
But, soon exhausted my energy store.

The other swimmers got on their bikes
And, were already peddling away
I heard the crowd, as I got close to shore
“Come on, you can do it” they’d say.

Once on the bike, again I was slow
But, continued to peddle my TREK
Up and over the mountainous hills
Doing my best to avoid having a wreck.

After completing the run, and being stung by a bee
I had achieved the slowest of times
But, I finally did, what I came there to do
I had crossed the finish line.


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One dark and stormy night
I looked outside my window
That’s when I first saw you
Standing next to a big limo.

Was it there for you
Or was it a coincidence?
What was I to think?
I was naïve and innocent.

Didn’t know you were a gangster
Thought you were a businessman
Noted you had lots of money
Guess I didn’t understand.

Your suits were so expensive
Your shoes from Italy
Your friends all spoke Italian
Like they do in Sciliy.

I heard them call you, Tony
Couldn’t believe you asked me out
I was a little frightened
But I was sure and had no doubt.

That you really were a gentleman
You took me to a restaurant
That required a reservation
Said, “You can have anything you want”.

I was treated like a princess
You sent me flowers every day
In time I had fallen for you
You had quite a winsome way.

Didn’t know you had a handgun
Didn’t know your family
Didn’t know you made a living
By bribery and murdering.

Said your last name was Soprano
Thought you would change for me
But I was wrong about you
I was blind, I didn’t see.

They made a show about you
You rocked the Jersey shore
I heard all about it
From my friend who lives next door.

Don’t know what I will do now
Don’t want to let you go
Maybe they’ll find a role for me
On your next TV show.


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In comes the pollen
Out in the air
Into my nose
Straight thru my nares.

Down thru my windpipe
Into my lungs
Before I could respond
The sneezing’s begun.

Feeling so awful
Such nasal congestion
Wishing I had
A strong decongestant.

Blowing my nose
I cough all day long
Feeling so sick
Something is wrong.

Is it a cold
Or an allergy?
Someone, please help
Someone rescue me.

Cough drops and tissues
Warm blankets and tea
Someone to take
Good care of me.

Hope it will pass
And prove to be
A simple hayfever
Just an allergy.

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Please make it stop
I don’t want to turn the TV on
I can’t read any more of the hatred
I can’t wait till he is finally gone.

Will he ever be impeached?
I pray Mueller puts this guy in prison
He is so evil and so hateful
There is more than just one reason.

From the comment on the bus
His degradation and disrespect of women
To money laundering, tax evasion
Emoluments and nepotism.

Every day it just gets worse
He is destroying our nation’s credibility
He is a known liar, a racist
An obvious liability.

Appointing positions recklessly
Terminating those who know what’s right
He can’t get thru the day
Unless he is provoking and starting a fight.

All the name calling and bullying
Can’t someone stop this demon
He’s made a pact with the devil
You can tell each time you see him.

His face is flushed and swollen
There is hatred in his eyes
All of his name calling
Is enough to make me cry.

Can’t you see, it’s getting worse
His lack of control is escalating.
His abuse of power and lack of judgment
Is evident and calculating.

Before it’s too late, somebody please
Put a stop to his abuse of power
He’s doing damage to the core of our nation
It gets worse with each passing hour.


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via Daily Prompt: Provoke


Don’t provoke, incite or annoy
It’s best to try and get along.
If you keep rousing, pushing and poking
You will only look weak and not strong.

Being a bully, tormenting and lying
Won’t ever make you look good
It just makes others looking on, think
You’re not acting the way that you should.

Irritating and needling, poking the bear
Is a mistake for you to make
It makes you look bad, and one of these days
Might prove to be a fatal mistake.

Where’s your compassion, where is the love?
Are you really seething with so much hate?
Do you have to continue to try and bring down
Someone else to make you feel great?

Come to your senses, stop all the bullying
Be a man and stop browbeating the weak
You really need to build your own self-esteem
Stop ridiculing the mild and the meek.

Kindness and love will take you much further
Than imposing fear and a lack of compassion
Give up the fight and the need to be right
If what you want is a better reaction.


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