CoffeeA Poem by Jay Steitler"World's" smallest poem, yet wouldnt qualify as a haiku. Thought of quickly whilst pacing the kitchen.
I go about my grim ballet,
around the coffee pot. Better get my liquid crack; else this morning's shot.
© 2014 Jay SteitlerAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorJay SteitlerPenfield, NYAboutA bit of a renaissance man, frequent white-lighter, and poet-scholar of life. Love art and photo. Play a little mandolin, and sing. I study karate, and play wheelchair rugby(Murderball). I've read Haw.. more..Writing
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