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Jazzy Blues

A lyrical poem

Photo by John Matychuk on Unsplash

The hush of predawn is a bar-like hum
and my rich, dense espresso
replaces Glenfiddich’s amber depth

Still, I can hear the jazz band playing
not too far from the wobbly table
holding my memories in leverage



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Carolyn Riker

Carolyn Riker

Poetry is my first love. Inspired by intuition & my chunky ginger cat. My favorite place is by the sea, sipping espressos and daydreaming.