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Writings include erotic content and are only suitable for 18+.

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The Poem I Didn't Want To Write

June 25, 20231 min read

The Poem I Didn't Want To Write

by Aubrey Moore

poetry writing, poem, poetry, humor

This poem feels forced

It feels boring, it feels hard

I didn’t want to write it 

But my hands could not be barred 

As they move slowly but surely 

Every key was quietly typed

In the coffee shop down the street

As opposed to the middle of the night

That’s when I like to write

When the sun disappears 

The moon lights my journey

As my dark world wraps and lears

I’m consumed with thoughts and words

Pouring out through my hands

It feels natural and organic 

It calms me watching them dance

On the mechanical keyboard making sounds

Clickety clack, clickety clack!

Ah, it’s honestly to die for

The pleasurable sounds bring me back  

To life and I’m suddenly alive!

Losing track of time and space

I sit as long as I must 

My fingers quickening their pace!

When I’m in this place of writing

Everything make sense

No one is right or wrong 

My problems are less dense

Alas, I cannot stay 

I must return and simply face

The reality of life 

As I finally slow the pace 

Of my fingers and my brain

Seemingly empty of rhyme

Blankly staring at the page now

I guess it’s about that time

To return to society 

It takes almost all of my might

To return to the coffee shop

Finishing the poem I didn’t want to write


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Aubrey Moore

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Articles

Writings include erotic content and are only suitable for 18+.

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The Poem I Didn't Want To Write

June 25, 20231 min read

The Poem I Didn't Want To Write

by Aubrey Moore

poetry writing, poem, poetry, humor

This poem feels forced

It feels boring, it feels hard

I didn’t want to write it 

But my hands could not be barred 

As they move slowly but surely 

Every key was quietly typed

In the coffee shop down the street

As opposed to the middle of the night

That’s when I like to write

When the sun disappears 

The moon lights my journey

As my dark world wraps and lears

I’m consumed with thoughts and words

Pouring out through my hands

It feels natural and organic 

It calms me watching them dance

On the mechanical keyboard making sounds

Clickety clack, clickety clack!

Ah, it’s honestly to die for

The pleasurable sounds bring me back  

To life and I’m suddenly alive!

Losing track of time and space

I sit as long as I must 

My fingers quickening their pace!

When I’m in this place of writing

Everything make sense

No one is right or wrong 

My problems are less dense

Alas, I cannot stay 

I must return and simply face

The reality of life 

As I finally slow the pace 

Of my fingers and my brain

Seemingly empty of rhyme

Blankly staring at the page now

I guess it’s about that time

To return to society 

It takes almost all of my might

To return to the coffee shop

Finishing the poem I didn’t want to write


poemwriting poetrypoetrycoffee shop
blog author image

Aubrey Moore

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Poetry

Writings include erotic content and are only suitable for 18+.

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The Poem I Didn't Want To Write

June 25, 20231 min read

The Poem I Didn't Want To Write

by Aubrey Moore

poetry writing, poem, poetry, humor

This poem feels forced

It feels boring, it feels hard

I didn’t want to write it 

But my hands could not be barred 

As they move slowly but surely 

Every key was quietly typed

In the coffee shop down the street

As opposed to the middle of the night

That’s when I like to write

When the sun disappears 

The moon lights my journey

As my dark world wraps and lears

I’m consumed with thoughts and words

Pouring out through my hands

It feels natural and organic 

It calms me watching them dance

On the mechanical keyboard making sounds

Clickety clack, clickety clack!

Ah, it’s honestly to die for

The pleasurable sounds bring me back  

To life and I’m suddenly alive!

Losing track of time and space

I sit as long as I must 

My fingers quickening their pace!

When I’m in this place of writing

Everything make sense

No one is right or wrong 

My problems are less dense

Alas, I cannot stay 

I must return and simply face

The reality of life 

As I finally slow the pace 

Of my fingers and my brain

Seemingly empty of rhyme

Blankly staring at the page now

I guess it’s about that time

To return to society 

It takes almost all of my might

To return to the coffee shop

Finishing the poem I didn’t want to write


poemwriting poetrypoetrycoffee shop
blog author image

Aubrey Moore

Back to Blog

Poetry

Writings include erotic content and are only suitable for 18+.

blog image

The Poem I Didn't Want To Write

June 25, 20231 min read

The Poem I Didn't Want To Write

by Aubrey Moore

poetry writing, poem, poetry, humor

This poem feels forced

It feels boring, it feels hard

I didn’t want to write it 

But my hands could not be barred 

As they move slowly but surely 

Every key was quietly typed

In the coffee shop down the street

As opposed to the middle of the night

That’s when I like to write

When the sun disappears 

The moon lights my journey

As my dark world wraps and lears

I’m consumed with thoughts and words

Pouring out through my hands

It feels natural and organic 

It calms me watching them dance

On the mechanical keyboard making sounds

Clickety clack, clickety clack!

Ah, it’s honestly to die for

The pleasurable sounds bring me back  

To life and I’m suddenly alive!

Losing track of time and space

I sit as long as I must 

My fingers quickening their pace!

When I’m in this place of writing

Everything make sense

No one is right or wrong 

My problems are less dense

Alas, I cannot stay 

I must return and simply face

The reality of life 

As I finally slow the pace 

Of my fingers and my brain

Seemingly empty of rhyme

Blankly staring at the page now

I guess it’s about that time

To return to society 

It takes almost all of my might

To return to the coffee shop

Finishing the poem I didn’t want to write


poemwriting poetrypoetrycoffee shop
blog author image

Aubrey Moore

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Podcast Appearances

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Pleasure Power with Aubrey Moore

Join me and Rebecca as we embark on a journey of the art of receiving and the importance of playing.

An Intimate Conversation with Aubrey Moore

Join my dear friend, Pascale Cook-Fernandes, and I as we discussed the hardships for women in sexuality and the origins of Pleasure Roots.

Sweet, Baby-Makin’ Music with Aubrey Moore

It's hard to describe in words the excitement of talking pleasure and sexuality with another Sex Coach! Listen in as Kincaid and I discuss the importance of connecting with the body through music.

Sitting Down with Sex Coach, Aubrey Moore

Talking about sex is hard. Most of us never learned how to properly have open and honest conversations about sex, and when we get into relationships, it can create strain and challenges. Listen in as Cherie and her husband, Brandon, and I discuss the importance of keeping it steamy!

Talk Dirty to Me with Aubrey Moore

Join me and my dear friend, Kincaid McMinn, as we dive into the implications of sexual language, stories about childhood sex talks, and liberation of saying whatever the fuck we want.

Podcast Appearances

Click on each image to tune in!

Pleasure Power with Aubrey Moore

Join me and Rebecca as we embark on a journey of the art of receiving and the importance of playing.

An Intimate Conversation with Aubrey Moore

Join my dear friend, Pascale Cook-Fernandes, and I as we discussed the hardships for women in sexuality and the origins of Pleasure Roots.

Sweet, Baby-Makin’ Music with Aubrey Moore

It's hard to describe in words the excitement of talking pleasure and sexuality with another Sex Coach! Listen in as Kincaid and I discuss the importance of connecting with the body through music.

Sitting Down with Sex Coach, Aubrey Moore

Talking about sex is hard. Most of us never learned how to properly have open and honest conversations about sex, and when we get into relationships, it can create strain and challenges. Listen in as Cherie and her husband, Brandon, and I discuss the importance of keeping it steamy!

Talk Dirty to Me with Aubrey Moore

Join me and my dear friend, Kincaid McMinn, as we dive into the implications of sexual language, stories about childhood sex talks, and liberation of saying whatever the fuck we want.

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