Ode to Coffee

A short, silly poem with a bit of a twist.

The purr of my Keurig; that marvelous scent
Rings true to the sound of my money well spent.

For, with each drop of liquid that falls from the spout,
Comes that precious elixir I can't live without.

Oh, coffee, sweet coffee- milk, sugar, and all
Grants me the nerve and willpower to haul

My feet from the floor and my rear from the bed.
It eases my mornings, and clears up my head.

I relish each cup with the greatest relief.
- I'd give the crap up, though, if I could just sleep...

Reviews

[emipoemi]

This goes smoothly and beautifully throughout the entire poem and then slaps on a hilarious punchline at the end. I enjoyed every line. Well done!

[C. Rose]

Great rhythm, fun ending. I love how you praise it and then call it crap because sleep is more valuable

[Bacchus]

this should be on a kitchen towel... besides the twist
everyone should write an ode to this glorious brew

[❀ Gabriela ❀]

Hehe, thank you!! :D

[Antoñyo]

Aah, just love the ones that pay homage to my writing companion.
Clever piece that flows ... like that first cup at sunrise.

Thanks for sharing this

[❀ Gabriela ❀]

Thank you for your kind review! :) Glad you enjoyed this!!

[Antoñyo]

You're welcome

[Barbara Walker]

Ah, , a well-deserved ode to that precious drink. Hot or iced, sugar and cream or mounds of white, it's all good to me and I can always sleep!

[❀ Gabriela ❀]

Thank you for your review!! :) Coffee is a treat, for sure!

[Monica Garcia]

Oh insomnia and hypocrisy...how marvelous. :)
Well written and original!

[❀ Gabriela ❀]

Thank you!! :) I'm so glad you enjoyed this, and I wish you much coffee (and sleep!) :)