As sure as the alarm
could go off
It need not
as bones are aching
for a walk
Padding to the pot
filling the vessel
Pondering the day
pouring the water
sopping the slosh
Starting the pot
waiting and listening
What’s up with the brew
It Takes Coffee Grounds
to make coffee
If morning starts this way
it’s going to be a long day
The beginning prompt for the 2019 National Poetry Month was on Robert Lee Brewer’s blog HERE The above poem was my attempt to write to the prompt. Perhaps you would like to do the same.
For a visual prompt us the image on this poem and give it a try!
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I’m not even a human pre-coffee… 🙂
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Samesies!!
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Ode to coffee! Love it.
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Thank you!
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Thus i encourage Sweetie to set the pot up the night before, when he is still a fully functional person.
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Good plan! This poem is based on my own true story…wish I could say it was a one time experience. HAHA
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