Coffee Cup Dreaming

Strange..since I don't drink coffee at all

   

 

Coffee [cup] dreaming

Pour me a meaning

Brain explosion steaming

 

Secret reality in a mug

Bitter sips of a grown-up drug

Christmas lights all with no plug

 

Stir up a milky storm

Obscurity in it's purest form

Suger blanket, angry storm

 

Taste of midnight at dawn

Rushing speed of a frightened fawn

Rumpled blankets, curtains drawn

 

Perfect imperfection

Dust speck inspection

Mistake manage correction

 

Cofee [cup] dreaming

Pour me a meaning

Brain explosion steaming

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[☯]

I love this! Very nicely up beat and it really flowed well. It's perfect to those who completely admire coffee and cannot live without it. Reading this actually made me smile. I like many lines in here, but I like them all. So one of my favorite lines in the poem is: "Bitter sips of grown-up drug
Christmas lights with no plugs"
Very very sweet and heartwarming. Great write :)

[Not Available]

This will always be my favorite poem of yours :)

[Kathryn]

lovely rhythm in this peice :) well done :)

[A.E. Surdam]

Exquisite!!! Just darling imagery. Bravo to you. I have loved reading this. "Coffee cup dreaming. Pour me a meaning. Brain explosion steaming." This line oh so reminds me of You're so Vain. I'm not sure why, but it just does. :] I think it's because of the line, "I had some dreams and they were clouds in my coffee." :) Great poem, I just loved it!

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A balanced and reliable prose, a tensed relative piece.

[Fabric Pulse]

Unique! Voiced as original. Poetically vivid and contrasted.