In a musty smoke filled room,

a gentleman reads aloud

with blue denim emotion

and beaded intellect,

while others listen wholeheartedly

contemplating every word.

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A racing mind paces,

and occasionally pauses at an ashtray

shaking his head in agreement,

while between lines,

someone darts out to

“change his beer”.

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And as old and new faces

crowd the entrance to witness

the kiss of the poet,

stories are told

of growing up

and growing old;

of fear,

and love,

and death;

there are words on mothers,

and fathers;

and friends who got lost in-between;

and even about Popsicles, and vacations,

and Happy Meals.

 

Yes, for many it is a place of warmth and serenity;

a place to share and to learn.

For some it is home,

and for some

it is just something to do

on Sunday at four.

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