Coffee and Caramel
by Adrian Tanase
ISBN: 978-3-98677-121-8
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Coffee and Caramel
by Adrian Tanase
Table of Contents
1. Chapter 1 - My wooden cupboard
2. Chapter 2 - Biscuits and caramel
3. Chapter 3 - Before it was white
4. Chapter 4 - Laid back afternoons
5. Chapter 5 - Silky mornings
6. Chapter 6 - Sunsets and coffee
7. Chapter 7 - Moonlight visions
Foreword
Coffee and Caramel is just another free-verse poetry book in the "Timeless Adventures" series. It features 63 original romance and surreal poems, created to fill your imagination with sweet baked goodies and heartfelt words.
My wooden cupboard
1.
I filled my cupboard today
With lots of biscuits
That wait in silence
To enjoy my senses
With their intricate ridges
Of cinnamon, salt,
And sugary markings
In the form of stars,
That reminds me
I’m not alone, in this vast city,
Of steel and glass
Where I found love
For the first time,
Looking at me, down,
From the blue sky,
Where the sun
rests in its majestic warmth.
2.
In the middle of the night
I woke up
Craving
Croissants, salty butter
And milk.
My jar filled with strawberry jam
Was waiting, as usual, in the darkness
On the thick cupboard
Painted in green,
That always smells
Like fresh cut wood,
The white and green kitchen towel
Was hanging
In its usual position
Where you could always see
Old square patterns
Of red and green
Interwoven
On an old cloth,
Reminding me that
Today my hopes are high
Even though it’s only
4 o’ clock in the morning
And the sun has yet to appear
in our mighty blue skies.
3.
Raisins, marshmallows, and seeds,
Holding half of the space in my cupboard occupied
Decided to sleep the whole night through
In this cozy wooden space
That holds the dust
And darkness
Of an old closed space
Until I would open it up
To rejoice in its bounty
Of myriad types of seeds
And sweet goods,
In the fresh mornings
Where squirrels come to play
in the back of my dream house.
4.
Yellow and green cookies
White coffee on my kitchen table
The cat walks following me
Trying to find a spot
Where she could play
Or maybe just lay down,
To sit, lazy,
In one of her favorite places.
Your perfume still smells
Like the colorful flowers of autumn
And sunny shades of green
Under the marquees
Of the usual houses
When all we wanted
Is to savor the beauty
Of the silence,
Of this old and forgotten