Front Seat at the Coffee Shop
Man in an old trench coat
Shifting eyes like a billy-goat
Leather briefcase and a necktie
Sipping black coffee with a sigh
Lady in a maternity dress
Wiping up a spilled juice mess
From her crying little boy
Only wants his race car toy
Couple dressed in black in a corner
Like some somber graveside mourner
Holding hands and sipping tea
Looks like illegal like romance to me
Salesman speaking way too loud
Trying to impress the bored crowd
His suits a little out of style
Then again so is his smile
Young one in a low cut top
Boobs impressive oh please stop
Jeans so tight they’re painted on
Check her out at you she’ll frown
Lady mopping up the floor
Haggard and tired that’s for sure
I sit on the retiree’s side alone
Drinking heart smart decaf pure
Watching a rat race pass me by
Glad to be out I cannot lie
Chanti
its fun to people watch!
makes me wonder if anyone notices me and if they make observations.......or judge....hmmmmmmmmmmm
lol pax A
i enjoyed this :)
Take care,
Sherry
Great poem;)
Jennifer
Excellent vivid write!
Love Tinka