#morningcoffeeA Poem by Anja Berestetska![]() Some thoughs that came to my mind while drinking my black coffee early in the morning![]() Bitter taste on my lips Of morning coffee To wake me up To remind to wake up To wish the night away: Hi, Brand New Day! Sweet and innocent Awaiting ahead. I’m thinking of Brazil, Sunrise in Copacabana Texture of pao de queijo, Melting acai, Sinking in sweet daydream, As I am walking Narrow streets Of a city X, Red-brick houses, juicy trees, yelling seagulls, chill breeze. Taking deep breath And a big gulp Before plunging into Another grey day One more on a chain To start over again & again. & again. Take your chance, they say! In a hurry I burn my lips Getting lost amid those houses, Fancy boulevards, Skyscrapers and childhood dreams Hot coffee cup to go Is therefore a connecting link between the soul and reality Black & bitter Hot & steaming Swirling, ready for new begin Maybe today, Maybe tomorrow Even never, For God’s sake! One more chance To start over To be open again & again & again. © 2018 Anja Berestetska |
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Added on July 13, 2018 Last Updated on July 13, 2018 Tags: coffee, thoughs, poem, relationship, reality Author![]() Anja BerestetskaHamburg, GermanyAboutNomadic soul that urges for good coffee and tasty cheese. more..Writing
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