O, Dark Master

The best part of waking up...

I was only fifteen

In the beginning

My longing was deep; 

I thought I was sinning

Back then I thought

You needed much more

I'd add heavy cream

And sugar galore

Now stepping up 

To the coffee bar

I see you are perfect

Just as you are

Reaching for you

My heart just beats faster

For you, my caffeinated,

Dark-roasted master

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

I have read or seen somewhere where they said that the coffee with the tea business will become second to oil. A splendid read and write...:)

[Rita L. Sev]

That makes sense - there's a lot of energy in caffeine! ;) Thanks, Sami!

[Sami Khalil]

So true. You are welcome...:)

[ANTO]

I love this - its brilliant Rita - a coming of coffee-age poem
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[Rita L. Sev]

Ha! Yes, my big rebellion in high school... what a nerd! :)

[Pryde Foltz]

COFFEE!!! COFFEE!!! COFFEE!!! LOVE!!! LOVE!!! LOVE!!!

[Rita L. Sev]

:) I have a friend who says "Coffee is like sex; even when it's bad, it's good..." LOL!

[Pryde Foltz]

LOL. Kinda of true.

[rutherford]

Read my mind on a topic of mutual interest. A short history of a relationship that mature. Whimsical rhymes in a well balanced set of four stanzas. May be out of my lane here to suggest but a couple minor thoughts -- on the line, "To the coffee bar" -- I found myself hankering for an alliteration here like "barrista's bar."

I'm taking inspiration from this and hope to write you one back--close in name but I have in my head "dark redeemer."

[Rita L. Sev]

Thanks, John! You are absolutely right about "barrista's bar" - why did that not occur to me?
read moreThanks, John! You are absolutely right about "barrista's bar" - why did that not occur to me?
I look forward to reading your coffee ode!

[annie lee]

I can really relate to this. As a Navy brat, I started early; Mom hobbled its effect by adding milk, but I soon became a purist. I drank it black for years. Then I discovered whole bean coffee and the wondrous quality of freshly ground. Finally me and the bucket of stars connected, and I have been their slave since. This light-hearted yet intimate poem is a jewel.

[Rita L. Sev]

Thanks, Annie - I worked at a Dunkin Donuts, early morning shift... What else was I to do? ;)

[Dr. Wood ?]

when you are HOOKED you are GONE........Welcome to the REAL world

[Rita L. Sev]

Yep! :) Thanks, Doc!

[Tom]

Rita..You give a cup of black coffee real sex appeal ! Some of those big name brands should sign you up as their promotions agent....You'd make them and yourself an absolute fortune, plus you'd never run out of supplies of your favourite early morning fix !

(ps my idea so I get a small commission as well) !!

[Rita L. Sev]

Ok, Tom - when I make the deal, I'll cut you in for the coffee supply! Gotta go call Starbucks... ;)

[Tom]

Don't forget now !!

[Frieda P]

Hahaha 'dark roasted master'....great line! Could never get the hang of it without cream, as much as I adore the bitter taste, still need a little light in those dark notes. *smiling* as always. :-)

[Rita L. Sev]

I, on the other hand, need something to tone down my morning sweetness... :) Thank you, as always, Frieda!

[Frieda P]

Ha I can just picture you, one of those morning people! ;-)

[Rita L. Sev]

Yep! :)

[Frieda P]

Lol so annoying. ;-P

[SteveB]

Brilliant! And I am glad to see that as you matured you realized black no sugar is the way to go. And I appreciate the wit of the title and the first stanza hinting at .....
As always well done.

[Rita L. Sev]

;) Gotta have a hook... Thanks, Steve.

[Angi]

I thought I had to guard my screen against underage lurkers when I saw the title! Ha! I am also ruled by this master!!

[Rita L. Sev]

Ha! Yes, I thought you'd appreciate this!