Art House, Southampton -yay!
Contemplating my cappuccino
In an orange cup
On a blue saucer
In front of a red menu
Upon a brown wooden table.
Colourful.
Maybe I should stop contemplating
And get on with imbibing the drink
That is, I think, what I bought it for.
Poets love their inspirations
Even if one of them is luke-warm coffee.
Ode to a cup of coffee
Spoon-stir my loins with your heady brew
Feed my imagination a jot or two
Fire my senses with the feelings of life
Then I shall be buoyant for ever…
Or at least an hour or two.
Sugar me up with caffeination
And styrup my taste buds
With you at my inside
I shall filter the good fight
As my mug is my Grail.
Spoon-stir my loins with your heady brew
Feed my imagination a jot or two
Fire my senses with the feelings of life
Then I shall be buoyant for ever…
Or at least an hour or two.
Sugar me up with caffeination
And styrup my taste buds
With you at my inside
I shall filter the good fight
Ishall not fail
As my mug is my Grail.
PS The above is like a Dopio Esspresso (that’s my excuse for two ‘very’ similar stanzas G:)
Fill up my coffee cup
With kindness
And I won’t miss my brew
I Fill up my coffee cup with you
Tagged #Coffee, #drink, #esspresso, #love, @Jane_Goldsack
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