Rain drops in our coffee 颤音2021-06-28 16:51:49

Rain drops in our coffee

We bid farewell on a rainy day,
at Cafe de la Rotonde we frequent.
Underneath one umbrella we gaze at the ashtray
Through its shiny surface we see  bent and dent.
A moment we are flooded with words to say,
but our tongues fail us motionless and silent.
Upon a gust rain goes sideway,
into our cold coffee it descends.
So we finish our coffee in the rain,
that tastes like warm, bitter, and salty grains.

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Jenny Middleton - I love the visual images you create in this poem. Thanks for sharing it.2 years ago   x

 

 

Ali Tajmir-Riahi - Keep writing inspiring2 years ago   x

 

Debosmita Saha - With your words and emotions you took me to "Cafe de la Rotonde" and made my heart feel the sweet setting . This poem is so well written . Keep penning !2 years ago   x

 

先占个座。中午来欣赏

美！

Like it. It leaves such sweet sadness as aftertaste.

雨滴掉进coffee成就了一首诗：） 等疫情结束，一定要找机会去法国：）

Thanks wind! I had a very short visit, hope to visit again

Thanks, the cafe inspired me to write this

Thanks, it’s pairs

不错的小诗，建议最后一句可以再含蓄些，或者不要，可以说 taste like coffee with rain, 让读者想象它的

a brilliant point, thanks

很美的一首小诗。真好！

不客气 ～