CoffeeA Poem by LisaCarolA prompt for the group “To Write is to Live”Coffee That wonderful morning drink, I will not live without. Bitter, yet smooth . . . A palette’s contradiction. This myriad for the senses.
Comforting smell, A ruse of its flavor. Black, brown or tawny color, Depending on the creamer. Sweetly smooth or strongly harsh, Additives change the flavor. Silent, percolates, drips, or steams. Prepared according to mood.
Watery sludge. A cowboy’s jolt, A peasant’s hope, Or a rich man’s dose. Coffee awakens all dreamers. © 2025 LisaCarol |
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1 Review Added on January 21, 2025 Last Updated on January 21, 2025 AuthorLisaCarolCOAboutI’m 60-years old, retired from banking and live near Denver, CO USA. “Better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to speak out and remove all doubt.” ~ Abraham Lincoln .. more..Writing
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