Black Coffee Poem by Fiona Davidson

Fiona, It is black coffee, cigarettes and love of poetry! 10! -Raj

You being their is the comfort you repay for all those coffees n cigarettes...xx Sue

I have sat with a loved one who was no longer with me it's a long afternoon and the coffee is welcome

Perhaps I read this wrong, but I didn't see it as the stimulus provided by coffee and cigarettes. I saw it as a once concentrated and now lost mind. I felt that you were writing about a person moving in and out of understanding perhaps in the confines and limitations of stress. A most thought provoking journey. Poetry is unique in that it begs for interpretation. Best Regards Steve

I love black coffee as a beverage, to open eyes and stimulate my poets mind. A Cigarette used to be its helper, till I gave up some twenty years ago. Peggy Lee used to sing a haunting song called Black Coffee, I can feel the slow beat, hear her sultry voice run through my mind. Thats what I love about good poetry like this it evokes memories of time gone by. Thank you Fiona, you are a muse of excellence. 10++ regards Bob

smokes and joe are just things you do while your not reliving all the memories you have and will always have. amazing poem, i not only saw your view but i caught a glimpse of his, great poem. -steve

lovely poem Fiona...........I love black coffee, , , , , , , , , but I never thought the way you think....