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© 2002 Kristi DeMaiolo
A poem
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by
Teresa A. Bagamery
Beaver County Poet Laureate
September 2003
CAFE' KOLACHE
A place close and safe
Preserver as the
Tide pulls me under
Back to port and docked with only
Breeze to enjoy
An old friend to greet
To sit down with and savor
Somewhere bright and brewing
An endless cup of rejuvenation
Hot swirls of steam play
Against my cheek like a lover's kiss
Sweet, serene bliss if but for a flash
In this warm, brown world
Glistening cups lure in
Tickling the tongue with spice
Indulgent treats that bear fluency in each bite
Folding napkins to swaddle hungry lips
Forgetting time and space to stare at
Sights of white fading deep within the dark