Writing with Coffee
This morning, I have a cup of hot black coffee sitting on a wooden television stand beside my computer desk. I keep a T.V. stand beside the desk because I don't dare sit coffee on the same desk as the computer. This way, if I accidentally spill coffee or any other beverage I happen to be drinking while I'm working it isn't spill on the computer.
A hot cup of coffee
awakens my muse
and encourages
my winter cold fingers
to type.
It's easier to think while I'm sipping coffee because it allows me a few minutes to contemplate what I'm going to write next. I can take a sip of the hot dark ambrosia and stare at the screen while I savor the smooth flavor of the coffee. After I place my cup back on t he stand and swallow the coffee then I can get right back to typing with any difficulties.
Writing with coffee;
feeling the hot liquid
warming my mouth
and flowing down my throat...
Life is good!
A hot cup of coffee
awakens my muse
and encourages
my winter cold fingers
to type.
It's easier to think while I'm sipping coffee because it allows me a few minutes to contemplate what I'm going to write next. I can take a sip of the hot dark ambrosia and stare at the screen while I savor the smooth flavor of the coffee. After I place my cup back on t he stand and swallow the coffee then I can get right back to typing with any difficulties.
Writing with coffee;
feeling the hot liquid
warming my mouth
and flowing down my throat...
Life is good!
Labels: ambrosia, coffee, coffee poem, poems, Writing
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