I enter the small town coffee shop
desperate for caffiene
and a moment's respite
and I find it is to another era
I have come, hot and flustered
I look at the menu,
scratched in chalk on dusty board.
No artistic rendering here
just a list of good honest food,
humble, but a smidgen dear
I order coffee, latte,
with cold milk on the side,
to which the large lady server
looks at me her head cocked to askew
and states, in a flat australian drawl,
that brings billabongs and jumbucks to mind...
Darl, I can make it tepid if ya wants,
or I cans put ya cold milk on the side
but I gotta charge ya extra..
for ya mouthful of chilled moo juice
smiling, lips thin and wide
I replied I'll still take the milk on the side
and one of those little peach cakes
if you don't mind.
She gave me a price and I complied,
thinking unto myself,
the moojuice, must originate
up on heaven's side and
cure all ills, ward off chills
and give only ....
joyous thoughts whilst one imbibes.
I sat at some old farm wifes table
worn down and grooved.
Come to town to shine in this caffiene shrine
rubbing my finger agin the edge
awaiting the latte and cold milk...
on the side....
Watching me from the prized corner table
three old dears.....
With stacked mahjong tiles, and swivelling ears
and on the floor crawling with gay abandon
two small children, in tandem,
they wandered amid the tables
on uneven floors the colour of slate,
deep dark wood, tongue and groove...
that had seen to much walking, to much talking,
the tongues have slipped and the groove all but broken
As I await the cow to moo, the beans to grow
my heart slows a beat..I let go..
and see the joy, of a fella and a good cuppa,
two old friends caught up in a natter.
and the mahjong queens, realease the tiles
old friend and foes, in an a company of smiles
The cake comes, presented with due grace.
Two pink half moons of light sponge
in a thin jelly and coconut case,
caught in a lover's kiss of delectable cream
and I understand now,
the cow is an angel,
a veritable dream,
to be loved and cosseted,
the moojuice... of moojuices
the mother of creams...
And now for caffiene...
well go figure...they know their beans
Refreshed and renewed I arise and I leave
but not before buying more moojuice
and moocream...