Over Coffee

Our friendship
Like an old, tired quilt
Tucked away
Thirty five years
The era is long passed
We have moved on
Taken separate paths
So many memories
Covered with fresh new fabric

A dull eraser
A silhouette forever in shadow
Shines a light
On a ripped ragged corner
A phone call
A meeting place
Are we strangers now
I see her through the window
And for a moment in time
I am home again
And nothing is changed


The 8th anniversary of dversepoets.com Brian Miller, co-founder (thank you Brian), invites us to capture in words a treasured moment of time.
I thought of many, but this one, strangely enough, is one that had no sorrow added to it. A reuniting of myself with my high school friend.

About Mary (tqhousecat)

I am a wife and a mother of two grown children. I love Jesus and sharing my faith through written words. I currently have a poetry blog and also write on medium.com. My main focus is hope in Christ. I only wish that whoever reads this will be blessed, inspired and occasionally amused.
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22 Responses to Over Coffee

  1. I feel this passage of time, how quickly it moves, leaving friendships behind.

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  2. Miriam E. says:

    It is a beautiful thing to discover that things are as they always were… that is true friendship. A beautifully crafted poem. Thank you for sharing!

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  4. this captures much of my feelings after returning to the pub after so long. it is wonderful to know you have those relationships and those places you can go and feel at home no matter how long it has been. i have a friend from high school. sometimes we go years and dont speak and then one of us turns up on the others door and we pick right back up where we left off…like that old comfy blanket you keep just to always go back to. nice take.


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  5. I love to be able to find such moments when you know each other instantly… Last summer I met with Claudia who I only met through the pub and it was simply wonderful to be able to connect like that.

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  6. Grace says:

    I admire this line:

    A dull eraser

    Being home again or meeting friends from way back, are special times. Its good to be back, but everything has also changed. Thanks for joining us.


  7. Such a relieving moment, at the very end, to take comfort in an old quilt, long tattered, yet “nothing is changed.” Nice. ~Jason


  8. Sherry Marr says:

    Those old friendships pick right up where they left off – the people who knew us when.


  9. rothpoetry says:

    Old friends are like yesterday. Time bridged by friendship leaves little unchanged. The heart connection is always there!

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  10. rothpoetry says:

    Very nice post Mary!


  11. Lucy says:

    So beautiful!


  12. Mother Wintermoon says:

    Very powerful and poignant. You have captured the essence of a lost relationship or one that has drifted away…the memories remain. Last three lines really got to me.

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  13. calmkate says:

    such a lovely reflection,
    “So many memories
    Covered with fresh new fabric” resonated deeply with me!

    Yes times do change but wondrous how a reunion can take us right back 🙂


  14. sanaarizvi says:

    This is so beautiful! Old friends are like coffee. We never forget the taste and familiarity of the exchange. 💝


  15. msjadeli says:

    Tucked away but not gone, and now refreshed. I hope it is a bright new day for your friendship, Mary.


  16. Beverly Crawford says:

    There are, if we’re lucky, those special friends we see rarely, yet each time is as if no time has passed at all. Those of us who have such friends are very blessed.


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