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“Miss Clair Voyant’s Coffee House” , based out of Portland Oregon

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“Miss Clair Voyant’s Coffee House”

clairvoyant; plural noun: clairvoyants 1. a person who claims to have a supernatural ability to perceive events in the future or beyond normal sensory contact.

Portland, Oregon. A sanctuary for the majestic Grand Firs, offering quite the soggy climate and steel bridges galore to the local residents. A non-stop puddle heaven for those who dare to splash, and more vegan food trucks than one should ever be exposed to in their lifetime. Also, home to many naturalists who frequent the well known “Clair Voyant’s Coffee House”. A place where one can enjoy a fresh deep Pacific Northwest roast, as well as have their unbeknownst future read by the infamous Miss Clair Voyant. Much is to be said about Miss Clair and her flighty ways, -as well as the true love of her life, Luna – her beloved, ornate princess truffle pig that never leaves the fortune tellers side. Some would even go as far as to say that the truffle pig had more of a fashion wardrobe than dear Miss Clair.
Get lost in a tale of witty romance gone amiss and an obscure clairvoyant’s journey deep in the heart of Portland, where there’s always something brewing at the Clair Voyant’s Coffee House.

Author: Sameena Bachmeier, release date 2019.

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Author Sameena Bachmeier’s poetry links, events, reviews and more!

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Author Sameena Bachmeier writes in various genres, one of her favorite being poetics.  From children’s rhyming books to dark, deep poetry find it all on her blog page, SameenasSphere .

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WINDOW

If the eyes are really windows to your soul,
What is your forbidden lifetime goal,
Would your eyes tell of power and greed,
Or of the desperate lonely heart you did feed.
Are your eyes captivating, loving and true,
Or a farse fooling those who knew you.
When you blink is your soul frozen in time,
And set to release flowing free, growing like a vine.
Souls such a temperamental substance of reality,
Contracted out daily yet lacking legality.
The windows to the soul can be a true danger,
Especially when you look in the mirror and all you see is the image of a stranger.

Copyright – Sameena Bachmeier – All Rights Reserved

http://sameenassphere.wordpress.com/absorption-poetics/depictions-of-dissolutions/

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