I, sipping coffee,
on a mild summer evening,
commune with my soul

She, sipping coffee,
snuggles beside her mother,
changing the channels.

We, sipping coffee,
live on the moment’s magic
unknown to ourselves


Posted on March 31, 2005, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 12 Comments.

  1. Evocative!

  2. i like the structure 🙂
    ver nice. ~R

  3. Ah, and isn’t your Zen for coffee just about those last two lines!

  4. Very nice!

    • Shukran!! Btw, how come no new paintings? Busy times at work?

      • On vacation 🙂
        Visiting dad 🙂 🙂
        Visited a beach yesterday 🙂 🙂 🙂
        Discovered that there is nothing quite like walking along the beach with the waves beating against your bare feet – leaves you with aching soles and a soul that has never felt better 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂

        How have you been??

      • Awesome!
        Awesome, Awesome!
        Awesome, Awesome, Awesome!
        Ah, I didn’t walk till my feet were aching, but boy, do I know that feeling. Did that so many times in Vizag, but of course, that was because I had nothing better to do!! 🙂

        Have been ok. Nothing much to do right now, at work. Been reading a couple of books, generally chilling. A different kind of vacation, in a sense. Suits me fine 🙂

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