Poem of the Day 5/7/20

Curled up on the couch,

We watch a movie together,

A quiet dawn, sipping coffee

Poem of the Day 4/21/20

Hazy orange light

Behind the cherry tree blooms

sipping warm coffee

Poem of the Day 4/17/20

I dreamed of a coffeeshop

That does not exist

But it was still familiar,

A place that might be many places,

A place that is no place.

There was mysterious art on the walls,

Paintings I have seen before,

But paintings that do not exist.

The coffee was warm and rich

And filled me with its warmth.

It was every cup of coffee,

Filtered through my mind and served

In the blue-embossed Chinese porcelain of dreams.

Poem of the Day 6/13/19

Milk in my coffee

Spirals into a universe,

Stardust trailing my spoon

Poem of the Day #17- 7/12/2017

Morning- warm coffee

I breathe deep, rich aromas

Open up heavy eyes