Wrapped in steam the coffee pot
Holds my morning sweetness hot
Still asleep eyes scan the newspaper
Sharpened by the brew's bitter vapour
Muted murmurs around me flutter
Sunshine streams through the window shutter
Yet again I salute my long time addiction
As my day begins with Guatemalan decoction.
5 comments:
That's a nice poem! I thinks you should get it published somewhere
:-)
me too--not awake till the caffeine hits!
@java
Thank you kind sir!
@hgm
:)
where do you buy your coffee? Nice ode to coffee straight from the heart.
@embellisher
Thanks
I pick it up in Cochin. Haven't seen it in Bangalore.
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