PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

People come in all shapes and sizes

And with all sorts of different mindsets.

As I sit here in my usual spot

At the coffee shop I frequent,

Guitar slung across my lap,

Notebook half filled with words in front of me,

I recieve a diverse plethora of 

Stares, smiles, and encouragement.

The young man who grins,

Warmth in his eyes as he 

Tells me he likes my singing.

The woman who comes to sit

Beside me, talking of 

Poetry and Literature.

The older gentleman who comments

That he loves guitar music, and that

If it is my habit to come here often, 

Then this shop has become his new favorite

Place to be.

Others react less favorably.

And old woman rolls her eyes upon

Making contact with mine,

A teenager sneers as he moves past,

Heading for the door.

I pay them no mind, because

Music is meant to last.

If by my words or song

I am able to inspire,

To push others ever higher,

Then it is worth all the 

Sneers and jeers

Which ultimately

Do not matter.

People are all different

No two are ever the same

Of all the masses of humanity

Everyone is unique, an individual.

It's not a thing to work at

Or want to become. 

It simply is.