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Coffee House Candor

by Jon Kimball

This morning as steam clouds
rose from my cup of black,

I found on the smooth playing surface
in the coffee house, two discarded jokers-

the ones with tasseled hats and not the heads of horses.
And amongst the fevered chatter,

I wonder where the others were,
stacked together somewhere,

so sober with the intentions of clovers,
many of them bored,

by the Jack of hearts,
that told jokes out of goodness.

This morning as steam clouds
rose from my cup of black,

they wanted to boo him
off the table.

They wished for the
return of the court jesters,

who would appear out
of the shuffle of feet gone by they thought,

step out onto the deck
and start the show,

the same way they made me laugh-
a muse amongst the coffee grounds.

(c)2005 by: Jon Kimball

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