Blue Sun Cafe
Author: Ben Laney
Around the trees
here in the Redwoods
a thick mist is curling
in a silver-grey shroud
Mongo is banging
pots in the kitchen
He's getting ready
for the breakfast crowd
The doors are open
the coffee is steaming
Some early risers
are slowly streaming in
Up at the counter
Sweet Jenna is greeting
The first customers
as the clock strikes six a.m.
double check their watches
As they wait in line
for fresh cups of caffeine
Jenna is friendly
she keeps them talking
while hot water drips
through ground gourmet beans
The sun is rising
In the Santa Cruz Mountains
chasing the fog away
A new morning is dawning
The locals are yawning
It's time to start the day
At the Blue Sun Cafe
------- Author's Notes -------
This is a little snapshot of life in a mountain town. It only takes five minutes to walk from one end of Boulder Creek to the other, unless you stop in at the Blue Sun Cafe. You want a bagel with that?
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Martin Vann (188.8.131.52) -- Thursday, July 8 2004, 03:07 pm|
The Blue Sun Cafe, sounds like a place, where I would love, to start everyday. Meeting old timesr, and listenting some winers, crying about, their lives today. Hey, Jenna, how bout another cup for myself, and my good friend Ben? Notice, you have a help wanted sign, hey Ben?, what do you think, shall we give Hilda a call...,
Love this sleepy town cafe, and having coffee, with my friend Ben. Love this poem is one of those, No Shirt, No Shoes, No problems...
|Meridian (184.108.40.206) -- Thursday, July 8 2004, 04:45 pm|
I love that stuff! It's the richest coffee in the world! Mmmm.... I must find the "Blue Sun Cafe".... Lol! Another masterpiece!
|Terrie* (220.127.116.11) -- Thursday, July 8 2004, 05:18 pm|
no matter where i go i se your friendly smilin' face starin' softly my way as you tip your hat..what do you say...you and i escape for a three day weekend and pay a visit to this magical place and into the heart of the "Blue Sun Cafe" ya know how i feel 'bout Santa Cruz..and spendin' time there with you would be soooo fine if i too can have a shot at a tall glass of Cappuchino..great read hun..hugs/live always
|Hey Martin, Thanks for.... (18.104.22.168) -- Friday, July 9 2004, 12:38 am|
Hey Martin, thanks for your comment on this writing. Yes, I do think you'd like stopping by the Blue Sun Cafe on a Mountain morning in Boulder Creek, but, please, don't let Hilda know about it! Now, can you interest me in a cup of coffee...on you, of course! Thanks again Martin, my T-Town Amigo!
|Ben (22.214.171.124) -- Friday, July 9 2004, 08:42 am|
Meridian, yours is a flavorful comment indeed, and I thank you very much! Yes, it's good to wake up and smell the cappuccino. I am pleased that you are now on your way to the Blue Sun Cafe. Thanks again!
|Ben (126.96.36.199) -- Saturday, July 10 2004, 10:21 am|
Thanks Terrie* for your welcome comment. And yes, Boulder Creek is a beautiful place to live in or to visit for a week-end. Magnificent Redwoods and blue, blue sky in the Santa Cruz Mountains. In all my travels, it's one of the loveliest places my eyes have ever beheld. Thanks again!
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