A smoked filled room A dim soft light Someone coughs and there is a clink of a metal spoon touching a chipped porcelain cup The smell of coffee in the air and a 100 eyes look up, focusing on you as you stand to read your poem. You are among friends You are with your own kind.
Nervous you begin to perform to recite to feel to give the thing that makes you feel so alive It is more than a rush Better than any kind of an affair you could be accused of having and you can relate so much because it’s poetry night at the Midnight Expresso Café and you are there with your own kind…
Nice piece. You are a brave soul. I know from sitting on the sidelines that open mics can be addictive (maybe its something they put in the coffee or maybe its just the positive energy).
Awwww so you know what it is like to be upon stage...!Perhaps one day my Green eyed cat, one day...
Blue eyed fish...
Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)
Reviewed on March 17, 2002
sounds like fun.......
Reviewed by Charles Mann (Reader)
Reviewed on March 17, 2002
loved this one Caryn,i am so behind again,been down sick the last few days and i have a lot of poetry to read,,,Charlie
Reviewed by Renee
Reviewed on March 15, 2002
Great poem, truly tells what it was like on Thursday night's at the Midnight Expresso. I know I was there...
Reviewed by Masarat Daud (Reader)
Reviewed on March 14, 2002
Lovely piece :)
Reviewed by lynn
Reviewed on March 14, 2002
Caryn has caught the ambience that Joan Cates, Midnight Expresso Cafe owner, has been creating for years. If ever in Jax come see us to listen or read your work. Bravo Suarez she speaks for all of us that need to be with "our own kind." Thanks, Lynn & Joan
I can relate to this, I've spent my share of evenings at open mike night. Yes I've done the circuit. Excellent poem. You are truly among your own kind
Vive Poeta
Allain
Reviewed by angel michael (Reader)
Reviewed on March 13, 2002
a litle too far for me to drive but, love the idea of it...wonder if they do that in port st. lucie or, stuart?
~~michael~~
Reviewed by J John (Reader)
Reviewed on March 13, 2002
Have never been to a poetry evening.. long way to come from the uk mind :)
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I am scared to death. I hate 'performing' ;) Just me, JC xoxoxoxo
Blue eyed fish...
Jenni
Vive Poeta
Allain
~~michael~~
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