At the Coffee House on Cherry Street,
adjacent to the weekly farmers’ market,
Saturday morning bustles with a lively,
energetic crowd breakfasting
or getting their start-up caffeine buzz,
one diligent student type already
camped out with laptop and pile of books.
The layout of the place rather odd,
the vibe hippy crossed with Italian,
ponytailed cashier, shout-outs
from the barista working the espresso machine,
Tuscan scenes painted on one wall,
otherwise slightly rustic-looking decor,
but with modern leather seating.
Noisy right now, a lot of commotion,
but everyone’s laidback, agreeable,
enjoying the weekend atmosphere–
and the iced coffee’s not bad at all.
T. Allen Culpepper