Morning Brew

A Poem by Kelly Scheppers

...the chaos of morning

Morning Brew

Wide awake ,

to splash warm water

in my face

to stumble upon

three cats in the hall,

to find a body

warm and small

curled up within

a fetal position

sound asleep,

oblivious to

the smell of coffee

that warms my face

and puts me in

a complaisant mood,

to catch the garbage men in time

to pack the lunches

and iron the clothes

and wipe the nose

that’s running, still.

Morning brew,

i need a few

cups of coffee before noon,

cartoons blaring on the tv

crumbs all scattered

on the floor,

baby’s crying

reminding me

i’m not single, anymore.

© 2018 Kelly Scheppers

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Ghost

Yeah a lot of people seem to need the taste of coffee to wake up... I need a morning Pepsi for my caffeine
in my morning... I complete understand the need though... Very nice write

Posted 6 Years Ago

6 Years Ago

I can't imagine drinking something cold to wake me up, but I know a few people that drink orange jui.. read more

Coyote Poetry

I love coffee. I have drank coffee in 40 countries. Italy espresso. The best. I liked and understood the poem. A cup of coffee and quiet time. Rare paradise for us. Thank you Kelly for sharing the amazing words and thoughts.
Coyote