French pressed breakfast dreams
making for delicious brew
along with a kiss
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
It’s National Poetry Month and I am using the word prompt of the day “Morning”
Thank You to Bartholomew Barker for getting me started. You can go see what he did HERE
I will follow suit and use the provider of the “Morning” prompt, Robert Lee Brewer’s blog HERE
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