1950’s Coffee House

Written for:  Sunday Whirl, Wordle #425

Words:  mine, dry, style, shy, collide, finger, light, forge, cats, salt, free, follow

These cats had a free
-wheelin’ style, Kyle.
Beckoning their tobacco-
stained fingers, the cats
had the shy guys colliding,
trying to follow in their
footsteps. Forged from
different stock, these
cats shocked most people
with their dry humor,
and that fighting light
in their eyes. All were
artists and writers
with an endless mine of
material. Underneath
the bravado, they wondered
if they had the salt
to make it.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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6 Responses to 1950’s Coffee House

  1. oldegg says:

    That’s life as a writer, confidence in yourself is high. but competition is higher, maybe posthumous fame is the answer!


  2. jaerose37 says:

    I love the use of cats – really set the tone of the 1950’s and all aspiring creators


  3. Mike Bayles says:

    Sarah, I like the language and feel of this, a very hip poem.


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