Meeting Robert Lee Brewer

I wander into the bookstore
alone, but not lonely
anxious, but not nervous;
energy has driven me miles

yet the ambiance is the same here or there
as Saturday hustles and bustles--
cash registers cling, music drifts
aromatic coffee becomes a magnet

and I am reading the headlines
waiting for a grande mocha
until I ask, "Where's the poetry reading?"
a crooked finger points, I follow its lead

to Robert Lee Brewer

no trick, nor joke-- a treat
four hours, a poetry buffet
prompted, I get up and read, too
...for the first time.

@laurie kolp


Poetry inspiration: Shared at Real Toads, Poetic Bloomings (lonely, headlines, energy, wander, music, joke)