My Route to Self-Expression

December 19, 2007

Frosty Flower

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December 13, 2007


Filed under: Uncategorized — thebestbrew @ 8:57 am

Real smells in your nose,
Real noise in your ears
Baggy overalls and roll-ups
Diesel engines, choking smoke

Big old machinery, greasy, unused
An MG missing panels,
battered and bruised

A straight 4, lying spare
Polish phrase-book, thumbed and worn

Mugs without handles,
Newspaper, weeks old
Laughter and banter,
The warmth in the cold

December 4, 2007


Filed under: Uncategorized — thebestbrew @ 10:36 am

A thousand timid thoughts scatter

Ahead of the firestorm in my brain

I struggle to suppress

The inflamatory spark

Once lit, the thought-kindling catches

And the smokeless flame

Needs no more fuel

The conflagration rages, crackling and roaring

A fruitless search for coherent focus

Looking back on

The dying embers of concentration.

Sparks floating on the breeze

of a dark winter’s night

Finally the calm in the cold of November

Blankets my mind and

Envelopes my conscieness and

Mind-peace comes as I balance

Before Sleep

November 28, 2007

Good Morning

Filed under: Uncategorized — thebestbrew @ 8:01 am

Stand at the window
Watch the sun rise
Stand on the ground
Rushing to the East


World turning
Sun immobile
See the blue marble
Spinning through space


The Sun will blaze
on the under-sided of clouds
The beauty of sunrise
Is past in a moment


The memory
the smile
is always
with me

November 25, 2007

Smell, Drink, Eat

Filed under: Uncategorized — thebestbrew @ 6:50 pm

Cheery baristas, chilly consumers
Chirpy music, Growling grinders
Bump, Rattle, Bang, Hiss
Door, Cups, Grinder, Tills

Full throttle Starbucks, in your ears
In your mouth and up your nose
Smell it, Taste it, Hear it, See it
Touch it, Feel it, Know it, Be it

To go Grande Latte
Double tall skinny
To go Cinammon muffin
Vente Soy latte

Tall Green Tea
Grande Latte to go
Room for milk
Add sugar, Drink

The Ghost has a Name

Filed under: Uncategorized — thebestbrew @ 6:36 pm

What can you say
When Bob has a bad day

The attention’s not there
the brain won’t engage

It’s not a great day
but it’ll pick up

To write, to draw
That’ll lift the mood

Hard to come down, to renew
To clear the head-shit

Not today
Maybe tomorrow

At least I know the name of
The ghost in my machine

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