Whisk Me Away

Poetry for a café lover, I suppose

You’ll know this café is nearby

by the sound of a lavender wind chime at the corner street

You’ll see the sign swaying on a maple fence

And blossoming petunias on the pavement swaying to greet,

Welcome to my lil world of portrait and art,

with a steaming cup of coffee and the cookies you like

with oranges and lemons and overflowing jam tarts

there’s cupcakes made of cream as soft as cloud

there's music that mellows your mind

and every dream is more than allowed

there's dancing in a corner

there's little vases and half painted pots

daffodils, peonies and a whole bunch of forget-me-nots

Sit in tables of twos and tables of threes

there's a lil garden with pink flowers and orange trees

here for you to come to paint, draw and write

For conversations that fulfill your soul’s appetite

come up to sing on the stage, we’ll cheer

Come tell us the only lines you ever wrote and we’ll hold it dear

Rap, bring your slam poetry you write in secret

come let us know about that person you only once met

It's a joy to be a stranger with strangers you’ll find

cause their eyes reflect your own in the right light

every piece of painting, every note and art is hung in rotation on the walls

There’s room for everyone and, mind you expression never falls,

Every piece of painting has my whole heart

because you’re all more than beautiful and all art is art

I’ll see you again as you walk by the sign although;

“Life, it's a great big boat with holes and we're all in it together” on the door.