Love this stuff!


Morning Coffee

Piping hot or mildly tepid
Capuchin brown or ebony black
Sugared never would be incipit
Edgy sharp a tastebud attack

Mornings without just cannot be
This pungent elixir a potent jolt
My senses shocked from reverie
By this morning thunderbolt

The oversized mug filled to the brim
Steaming before me as I gather
My whits in sufficiency to im
Bibe this darkly luscious nectar

Ah... sated at last
Now that night's inertia's past



Poetry by josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-09-02 at 00:11

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
A fine tribute. I loved the illegal rhyme in the final quatrain.
2017-09-04



You are so right Joe, it is a powerful stimulator.
Great taste, great strength,wonderful stuff!
Mind you i'm tea first thing, strong enough to stand on but after then its coffee all the way.
And I especially love the roasted relish after a meal :)
2017-09-02



I like "Capuchin brown"!
2017-09-02



Very nicely done, and I know the exact feeling in the morning.
Ashe
2017-09-02


Kathy Lockhart
I'll have a sonnet with my coffee. Hold the donuts.
Very nicely and cleverly done. :)
2017-09-02