Spoken Above The Cup


All The Shoes I Wear

Throughout my life, the most intimate, personal, heartbreaking, and hilarious  conversations with friends haven’t been spoken over cocktails but rather in the kitchen over coffee.  Like coffee into the cup, we pour out our hearts, offering each other the warmth of friendship and moments of our lives.  Allow me friends to offer you a cup of me.

I remember that time that you told me, you said
“Love is touching souls”
Surely you touched mine ’cause
Part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time
Oh you are in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter
And so sweet oh
I could drink a case of you darling
-Joni Mitchell 

When you come to my table, I long for your feeling of warm welcome so no ordinary coffee would do.  This is an occasion for the kettle to simmer on the stove for…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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