Starbuck's, Tuesday Morning Poem by M.C. Bruce

Starbuck's, Tuesday Morning



The rattle of the cups
the ringing of the spoons
the chatter of the girls
working the counter;

the whoosh of the steam
the squish of the whipped cream
the low rumble of people
talking to one another;

the scent of coffee
the pastry's aroma
the click of computer keys
on a dozen laptops;

it is all beautiful to me.

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I love sitting in coffee shops and writing. Who doesn't?
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M.C. Bruce

M.C. Bruce

Orange, California
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