Rum and Black Coffee

Staring into a cup of coffee lost in thought

The coffee’s black mixed with rum's abyss dares me

With a sense of bitterness somehow tasty

And it foretells a fortune about my fate

Or is it placid reflections stemming from this human face

 

If I relent, Then I've lost, it’s won

Heck! The smell alone wakes me stave

From the smile that resides wherein this cup…

Is only temporary, a mask for all, for some

 

It takes very little thought to lap this up

Than, watching it consume one who’s already numb

Can't think beyond the day which drags on and on

Till night time's ugliness succombs

 

Here the liquid black consumes conscience once again

This time it’s not merely Metaphoric or even friend

When you are all alone with all your sins

If there only was a way…

From the weight of them to be cleansed

Reviews

[rutherford]

M.G., well structured, subtle rhymes. Coffee has to be one of my favorite topics poetry and otherwise. With rum even better. Can I share one of mine back at you? Coffee, Your History.

[Michael G. Smith]

I've both long ago but the thought of them still tempts my thoughts once in awhile.

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

Coffee is my favorite addiction and greatest listener...your thoughts carried me to a diner or cafe...struggling with my own life's pondering...tempting to make my mirrored image a brand new illusion.I think everyone can relate to this confession of sorts. :)

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

Nah, your not crazy...just and old soul....I am the same...have been around for what seems like centuries:)

[Michael G. Smith]

You must possess a twisted mind like mine, because you understand my enigmatic poetry!

[Michael G. Smith]

I wrote this because I stopped drinking both years ago.

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

well, both can definitely affect the mind... but creativity and sanity both come with at a price!LOL I come from a long line of alcoholics and coffee drinkers :)

[Michael G. Smith]

Yes, in quiet moments I feel either out of sync or a lost traveler from another time.