#morningcoffeeA Poem by Anja BerestetskaSome thoughs that came to my mind while drinking my black coffee early in the morningBitter 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 AuthorAnja BerestetskaHamburg, GermanyAboutNomadic soul that urges for good coffee and tasty cheese. more..Writing
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