Talking to Myself

by Maple Tree   Nov 22, 2015

I'll be standing on the edge of whispered emotions
when you arrive at good morning.

Hashing daily events like a breakfast made for two.

You are always with me, but I prefer my analogies
compared to your wisdom.

It's a moment before sunrise,
evaporated events mate with
steam from my coffee cup.....

I can't imagine life without myself.


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  • 2 years ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    You are such a great inspiration and your poetry is amazing. I have been alone for a long time and I catch myself talking to myself while enjoying my coffee. My cup is such a great listener.Be blessed and hugs