PEGGY MEEKS-KING
'Play Some Bob Marley Music For Me Please'

Morning time at the Coffee Grounds Cafe

on Wabash Avenue and without warning

I hear myself ask April, over the sounds of the coffee
shop

"Play some Bob Marley music for me please"?

As I drink from my bitter Iced Cappuccino,

both lips covered with sweet whipped cream.

I wait for the music to start,

I then order a piece of stawberry-rhubarb pie

on a rainbow plate - how swank I think - the pie

is ruby-pink and so rich and thick.

Raggae around the world, fills the tiny coffee house.

Marley jamming the night away, I shun the crowd

and sulk, all the time keeping perfect rhythm with my
feet.

I Open my Sketch Diary-notebook, it's time to create.

Just above my head, some artwork of one vestige cupid
within a cyan
colored
frame; he is standing there in summertime rain

I see what that cute little cupid is all about.

Can't help but know this is a good place for a poet to
hang out.