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kimberly

Updated: Fri, 14 Aug 2020 09:21 pm

https://coffee-shop-sessions.com

@kimray_poet

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Biography

Poet, spoken word performer, and songwriter. Author of two poetry collections, Coffee Shop Sessions: Whatever It Takes, Even If It Doesn’t Take and Coffee Shop Sessions II: Moving Mountains One by One, both available on Amazon. Currently working on a third poetry collection due out in 2021. Finding beauty in all things surrounding you can be a struggle, but if you can do it, it’s a real gift. It is our duty to discover the magic between our connections and to seize the moment when it presents itself. Don’t be afraid to do what it takes that which makes you feel alive.

Spoken Word Album: Coffee Shop Sessions II

Spoken Word: Coffee Shop Sessions II: Moving Mountains One by One https://soundcloud.com/kimray_poet/sets/spoken-word-coffee-shop

Instrumental Album: With and Without You

Instrumental/meditative recordings https://soundcloud.com/kimray_poet/sets/with-and-without-you

Train to Nowhere

The clock ticks in desperation to move us along, to where we belong. Our eyes remain forward, no longer looking back. The man in seat 2B sobs with tears streaming down his face. He’s left his life in his old place. I soak in the faces of passengers around me, stern looks all around. All longing for company, for answers that can’t be found. Looking over my shoulder, the train across the way has the answers. The lady in the window seat blows me a kiss; she has what we all have missed. Looking behind me, the cold faces tell me I should leave. The conductor denies my plea: this is the wrong ticket, I belong on the other train, you see. As the train departs the station, I rise to bang on every window and door to set me free. The whistle continues to blow. No one helps. Nothing budges. I’m stuck on a train to nowhere. The train arrives at our destination. Heaps of garbage as far as the eye can see while flocks of seagulls swarm overhead. This, this is where the train of life has led me.

The Last Goodbye

Resting his knee, he holds his face to bury his sobs as she is laid to rest We hold hands as I gently squeeze knowing too well this may be our last embrace Feeling his warmth, his mighty strong hands, he held us together when she left this land It’s only one slip away before you’re gone too soon On the drive home, our last goodbye became true

All poems are copyright of the originating author. Permission must be obtained before using or performing others' poems.

Audio entries by kimberly

the lull of the storm (29/07/2020)

Our Song (17/05/2020)

Separated Not By Love (14/05/2020)

Our (Mis)Fortune (21/04/2020)

Sunday Thoughts (13/04/2020)

Nightly Routine (04/04/2020)

Drove to See You (29/03/2020)

The Truth Within (21/03/2020)

The Haunting (13/03/2020)

The Disposables (02/03/2020)

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Comments

d.knape

Thu 8th Oct 2020 03:54

Thanks Kimberly
for the comment and
for not wearing a mask!
😃

d.knape

Sun 19th Jul 2020 01:16

If a Cortizone shot doesn't work
a bullet will.
Then....on to embalming!
hahaha

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Deb

Fri 22nd May 2020 22:16

Hello Kimberly. Thank you for the like and comment on my poem Don't Tell Me

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Deb

Mon 18th May 2020 18:12

Hi Kimberly. Thank you for your nice comment on my poem Do You Remember

And thanks for the warm welcome as well. Its very kind of you

d.knape

Sat 7th Mar 2020 04:44

iamstillinastateofshockmyself! 😃

d.knape

Wed 29th Jan 2020 10:53

Thank you for reading
"nut & bolt"...
she is the bolt
I am
the nut!

d.knape

Wed 22nd Jan 2020 10:18

thank you.

I like your site sign
"I will have poetry in my life"

how did you do that?

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Brian Maryon

Thu 9th Jan 2020 07:23

Welcome to the club Mika!

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kimberly

Sat 14th Dec 2019 03:06

Thanks, Don, for the welcome.

If it takes too many lines
To say what you mean
You’ll lose the audience,
Keep them keen.

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Don Matthews

Sat 14th Dec 2019 02:56

Write me more
Make it four
Lines, succint
So they're linked

😎


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