Sentinel Poetry (Online) #38

The International Journal of Poetry & Graphics Monthly

ISSN 1479-425X









Anna Green


Conversations with Coffee


Bitter ebony river, a drowning pool of mud,

melancholy swimming in a cup.

Aroma of angst spiralling- narcotics alluring the brain.

A blighted charcoal raven eye looks into yours-

attentive, bleak, insipid.


‘Talk and I will listen’ he murmurs through the caffeine infused veins.

Addictive charm lingers in his cynical touch,

I close my mind.

In submission I follow.

Into a sleepy underworld, lit up in jade bright dusky blues.

Hades lights the moon with fire.


A cavern of the lost,

a cave of lonely souls

- I bend to you.

Forgive me for I have sinned.


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