Rain at the Forest Cafe

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Poem of the week

By marandina

Fri, 19 Jul 2024
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25 comments
 

A morning coffee stop at a café in a clearing..

 

Rain at the Forest Cafe

Fairy lights glimmer

as I drink coffee at a

bustling forest café –

Dogs under tables,

crumbs drizzling,

sought by tongues.

 

I hear the clatter of

crockery; voices

chattering about news,

pattering on plastic,

raindrops falling

from sable skies.

 

Vast Oceans stir

inside my cup,

extant in microcosm,

clouds billowing,

ashen cumulonimbus,

tempest churning.

 

A secret world

for my eyes alone;

perhaps life is

an amalgam of

ephemeral elements -

unseen imagination.

 

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Comments

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

You draw the scene, and draw the reader into it, with memories of the like, where we muse about the unknowns around us briefly. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by marandina on

Thanks for reading, Rhiannon.

Yes, those moments of reverie lend themselves to musing together with a cup of coffee/tea to help things along.

 

Submitted by Turlough on

Scenes from the depths of a coffee cup. It's incredible how a world, or even a universe, can be encapsulated in such a still and silent space.

Your words have made me think back to times when I have looked at clouds, waves, trees, cobwebs, shoals of small fish, etc. and seen a great wealth of imagined activity, I wonder if this was this the sort of thing that inspired people in the past to predict the future from what they saw in tea leaves at the bottom of a cup.

I'd gladly swap our mammatus for your cumulonimbus.

 

Turlough

Submitted by marandina on

Thanks for reading, T.

I have read the tea leaves and forsee a good season for Leeds United resulting in promotion. Feel free to grease my palm with silver later...

 

Submitted by Turlough on

Oh my goodness Paul! What sort of tea have you been drinking?

Turlough

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

I like how you register the little things that probably others don't even acknowledge. Stopping to really look and listen to every sound around you is well presented in this wonderful poem Paul.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by marandina on

Thanks Jenny. It's the small details noticed that sometimes lead to moments of bliss. This particular spot is a very special place for me. So glad you liked the poem :)

 

Submitted by airyfairy on

And this is the kind of place I would like to spend my time - the chance to covertly spy on other people, but also to just allow imagination to roam free. Beautifully evoked, Paul.

Submitted by marandina on

Thanks Jane. It's a place at Hunsbury Hill Country Park that I dearly love. An oasis on the outskirts of Northampton. We all need places like this to escape from the world at times.

 

Submitted by airyfairy on

This beautifully reflective poem is our Facebook and X Pick of the Day! Please do share if you enjoy it too.

Submitted by airyfairy on

It's also our Poem of the Week! Congratulations!

Submitted by marandina on

Wow - thank you, so much. The very best of surprises after a long day. Paul

 

Submitted by celticman on

perhaps life is all of those elements you draw so well. 

 

Submitted by marandina on

Cheers, CM. I'm not sure what life is but daydreaming over a cup of coffee must be in there somewhere..

 

Submitted by marandina on

If anyone is interested, this poem came from a prompt on Twitter. Brief: 40 word max and imagist content re weather/elements.

https://x.com/BeeRummie/status/1813107365593686068

 

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

A whole world in a coffee cup - beautifully done - and another piece begging to be read aloud. Congratulations on the well earned red and golden cherries and poem of the week - you hit the jackpot today!

 

Submitted by marandina on

Thanks insert. I might add audio later now that my senior sound technician (aka my son) is back from holiday.

 

Submitted by seashore on

I absolutely love this.
So relatable to me anyway.
I see it, I feel it.

Submitted by marandina on

Oh thank you for reading.

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

This is wonderful. The way you've described the sights, sounds, atmosphere. I was simply teleported to the scene. Magical and one to return to.

 

Submitted by marandina on

Thanks, Jane. Glad you liked it.

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

It has been a long time since I went anywhere like this, but your fabulous description took me back instantly :

Dogs under tables,

crumbs drizzling,

sought by tongues.

I hear the clatter of

crockery; voices

chattering about news,

pattering on plastic,

raindrops falling

reading was like going on holiday :0) And then your experience at the end, I know those too, when everything somehow zooms into a point, like the world is going inside out and you feel you are almost, almost falling into another kind of understanding outside.
Very well deserved pick of the week!

 

Submitted by marandina on

Thanks Di.

I have written about this place before and will probably do so again.

Funnily enough...was there again this morning.

It's called The Drovers Return at Hunsbury Hill Country Park. A haven for dog walkers and ramblers alike. An oasis nestled away surrounded by urban settings.

I love it :)

https://www.tripadvisor.com/ShowUserReviews-g186349-d4204293-r735414717-...

 

Submitted by Nolan on

Rain can also bring floods and great disaster too, as do other forces of nature. So maybe we should not forget and not be too quick with praise and joy. Just keep it in mind and be ready I'd say & Nolan

 

Submitted by marandina on

Cheers, Nolan - no argument from me. Flooding is a bad thing.