Green Tea and Iced CoffeesGreen Tea and Iced Coffees by raveness17
I've always been partial to tea,
but you ordered coffee
while that blasted week long rain
finally tapered off outside.
That should have been strange,
but what's stranger is that it wasn't.
coffee seemed every bit as right
as you forgetting to sit with me.
By all past examples,
your lack of fawning and hand-holding
should be unsettling,
(the way that crimson goes with chartreuse)
driving me away
as quickly as absence has
in the past.
But it hasn't.
You aren't the way you ought to be,
to have so caught my eye.
I've always been one to fall
for knights in shining armor
which, no offense,
you are not.
I'm still stuck.
You're something else,
something quite apart
from white horses and silver lances.
You're a little less fairy-tale
and a little more novel;
a little less love-letter
and a little more post-it note.
And I like it.
I was thinking more along the lines of tea,
but you drank coffee,
It's fine with me.
Where I Hail FromWhere I Hail FromWhere I Hail From by princesszyrtec
I hail from winding dirt paths hidden
under the watchful whispery quaking aspens.
I was born of lichens and crab-apples.
Hear the drowsy frowsy buzzing of the hornets
orbiting their papier mache planets.
I hail from the oldest- you -set –the- example,
and four-eyes, bookworm, teacher's pet, the names still sting.
I was born of the elfin pixie cut, the green shag rug,
the Spirit of 76 and fried green tomatoes
on a breathless Michigan summer oven evening.
I hail from tornado watches across Seneca, Hancock
and Lenawee counties from the basement where I was moored.
I was born of Dee, and a Richard who is a Dick,
woodworking hobbyist, prodigious producer of paddles,
twisted brand of justice applied across the board.
I hail from Fischer Price, Barbies, Weeble Wobbles and
Nancy Drew. Ziggy combs, nanoo nanoo, white leather rollerskates.
I was born of Ohio Skate, Aquarius Athletic Club, Olde Towne Arcade
and Frischs' Hot Fudge Sundae Cake. Ten dollars sp