Reflections in a Coffee Shop Window

You can only window shop for so long.
The clock is ticking. Across the street
in a blue bowl your dreams steam,
raining on the restless impatiens.

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Comments

[mb]

Oh, this gives such a good feel of the urgency of desire. (For what? Fill in the blank.)

[leslee]

:-) Actually, it feels a little less urgent at the moment, but I'm aware that this float time will eventually be called in. Funny, I'm usually anxious for things to be nailed down and defined, but for the moment anyway I'm not wanting to choose.

[mary]

Someone once said to me: "Waiting is an art form".

Beautiful photo and poem, Leslee.

[leslee]

Thanks, Mary. It's an art form I've never mastered!

Out of town for a few days...

[Amy]

I love the varying layers and levels of images in the photo too.