Poetry

Waiting for My Latte by Mark Tulin

 

While waiting for my latte at Starbucks,
I wonder why all of us are standing
with hands in our pockets
like we had nothing better
to do with our time.

When will it be ready?
Did they forget about me?
I hope they got the order
right.
I hope no one took mine by mistake.

Then I began to contemplate
if the coffee was worth the wait.
And if there wasn’t something
more important to be done
in my caffeine-addicted life.

As the universe changes and evolves,
as stars collide and explode,
as Kings and Queens are dethroned,
I hear the ticking of a worldwide time bomb;
yet, I stand here waiting for the barista to say,
Mr. Tulin, your vanilla latte is ready.

Freelance writer, poet, yogi and photographer from Santa Barbara, California. I write and take pictures about a variety of topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia, to my years as a family therapist, and finally to my soul-searching years in California. The things that move me may have a humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry, pictures and stories resonate with you.

22 comments on “Waiting for My Latte by Mark Tulin

  1. True enough. We all live that way.

  2. It certainly does give one pause, doesn’t it?

  3. The coffee is always worth the wait.

  4. Well worth the read.

  5. blindzanygirl

    LOVE this!

  6. HomemKer

    Maybe that,s what l,m thinking when I stand in the grocery lines waiting to be next

  7. Great ‘turn’ in this poem and then it ‘turned’ again right back to itself. Wonderful!

  8. You had me smiling with this piece, I could picture the whole scenario of people you whoever is you, but you standing there in a line with your hands in your pockets (that was a good touch the ¨hands in the pockets) and thinking all that. I also have weird thoughts like that in mundane situations. If I tell it outloud to people they usually tell me I’m crazy, but if I write them it´s o.k. for creative people that is.
    I thought it was a fun read, well written, just overall a good read to start the day. And also thank goodness I’m not the only one that has those type of thoughts.

    • Charly. I think being crazy is really just being aware and being a thinking human being. We’re not automatons or robots. 🙂🙂

  9. People like you makes wait worth while and transform that observations into something which some of us can relate and think why did not I write about it. There is story everywhere waiting to be told or in our case written. Very nice.

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