Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Poets Don'T Drink Coffee Comments

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The tickets collected with an hour to spare,
We stopped by the Mozart Café in a shell
On the water, and took in the drinkers and rare
Miasma of fresh-roasted coffee bean smell.
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Michael Buhagiar
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Shaye Michaelson 23 August 2007

I loved the unusual rhyming here: abab cdcd efg efg. No notable fixed syllable count tough. And ya know... I would have to disagree... I drink litres of the stuff! (Grin!) But most the oddest of all? I always wear a crystal of blue and deep green around my neck... a Scarabee Crystal. How uncanny then, that you should write about one similar!

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