Morning Coffee

 

There's something about drinking a cup of coffee
Out on the back porch before sunrise,
While day still slumbers innocently,
Waiting for the rest of the world to
Yawn and stretch and awaken with a sleepy smile.
The birds are snuggled in their nests,
Night shift bugs are winding down,
Ready to clock out for the day.
Dew hangs softly in the air,
Intangible yet moist on the skin,
Midnight sequins shimmer brightly,
But they too will disappear
Fading into the distance as if never there.
Soon the first blush of morning sun
Appears timidly on the horizon,
A gentle Gaian alarm clock to awaken its children.
The early bird calls out a friendly greeting.
Scampering squirrels set off on their daily
Adventure of nut gathering and tag.
In the distance, the first yapping dog laughs
And I wrap my fingers around my cup
Still warm with the last dregs of coffee,
Although rapidly cooling.
My heart feels recharged.
Taking a sip, my soul quietly hums a happy tune,
And I'm ready to face the day yet again.

 

Reviews

[Lizanne]

I love this!!! You are so intune with yourself and the world around you. You so adroitly described my favorite pasttime. When I have time to do it. Nothing is better than to be up alone and sit outside listening to the songs of the birds, chatter of a squirrel telling its mate to rise and shine, it is time to greet the day. The solitude is not the type you experience in lonliness. It is the type that you savor, just like that fresh cup of coffee. The dew on the grass does look like sequins winking at you. You say so much in this poem of relaxation that actuall ivigorates the reader. Could it be that this poem is so visual and touches also so craftily on the sense of smell, that one feels as if they just experienced the breaking of dawn and as you so well say, "...my soul hums a happy tune...And I'm ready to face the day yet again." I have experienced sunrise once today and again in your poem, that explains why I feel so refreshed and ready to go again. Wonderful writing!

[Christopher Todd Dallas]

The smell of roasted coffee is appreciated by those who don't even drink it. It's a natural association.
I'll post a piece similar to this. In that instance, I was pushing the buttons of a cranky old writer in Nova Scotia, so I stepped into her shoes and wrote as an older Kathryn Hepburn.

[An owl on the moon]

These moments are truly to be treasured, and you share with us such a quiet, peaceful time. So wonderfully written... I do love morning coffee... and another... and another!

[Emily B]

I understand. To be alone to meet the day. Without having to talk to anybody. That is paradise in itself. But you've described such a pleasant scene that I just want to be there with my coffee and lean back and enjoy it all. Lovely words.

[Big ol' Kahuna]

Beautiful images you have painted here with your words. I love the quiet of the early morn. For me the best line by far was "first blush of morning sun". That really opens up the beauty of it all for me; makes the poem so big as the sky comes to life. The peace and the quiet are two of the rewards of being an early bird. How about we share a cup on the balcony at Summer Bay again? I think the only thing missing for me here was having the hummingbirds come along and pay a friendly visit.

Nice job.

[BABSIE BEE]

Ohhh Honey. I was there with you....right there sitting on the porch feeling the heat from the rising sun, watching the squirrells and birds starting their day as well as the humans. I could smell the coffee and felt totally relaxed whilst reading this peaceful refreshing and warm write. You certainly have a knack girl. Thanks for sharing.
Babs xx

[cilla]

Morning twilight is a beautiful time to relax and watch and listen as the world awakens from its slumber. Birds begin their songs at first light welcoming the light of the sun. You've captured this time of renewal with all of the quiet grace and splendor of a new day.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I agree, you really paint a beautifully tranquil moment... you are right there is nothing like watching the morning take flight as you sip the coffee in between slumber and consciousness. You captured that moment with amazing grace.

[Stacey Watts]

This is a great piece very well written. Excellent job so great to have that boost in the morning.