The coffee lover

I am a coffee lover
am quite partial to the bean
But have to say I’m spoilt
by that which comes from my machine
So absolutely gorgeous
is the flavour every day
that instant granules fade
To insignificance I’d say

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New Day

In the sunshine
with coffee at the dawn of a day
One of the best ways
to start I would say

A cup of coffee

Bubbles all around

In my cup of coffee

I first saw him

Sipping the coffee

My upper lip was covered

With froth of desire.

Flat white to go

Flat white to go
by the Thames in the sun
best way by far
that a day is begun
Watching the river
flow silently by
beneath a pale blue
and promising sky

Morning Coffee Incantation

Slope-sprung gift on hill-side planted,
Nature’s gift we take for granted.
Perform me now the spell, then quaff
The magic potion from carafe:

First Timer

Response poem to S Francis’s (SailorPoet) poem In the Cafe  All are welcome at the Go Dog Go Cafe

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I stand getting wet in cold rain

watching through plate glass windows

edges fogged

rendering the scene inside

a soft feathered oval

Aroma of coffee

faint but distinct

Breakfast at the Outdoor Cafe

She brings coffee and croissants to eat
While fat pigeons peck food at my feet
Seeking crumbs out of love
I might drop from above
As I search for her smile when we greet.

Friday afternoon coffee

Sitting out in the sunshine in Shoreham
At Tom Foolery, mid of the day
with coffee that comes straight from heaven
watching people go on their way
This is the way to spend Friday
not really doing that much
Just sunning ourselves and passing the time
with idle chit-chat and such

Fraser’s House

 

Morning coffee ‘neath Art Deco
the world goes by outside
and I wonder what the towering glass
in Deansgate has to hide

Apricot jam

 

Went to the barn on a nice sunny day
Had scones with apricot jam
Purchased a book I’d not read before
Took pictures of cows made of can

Conversation – haiku

 

Conversing unheard
Yet the sound is a comfort
Warming like coffee

Silence

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Late rising

Baking croissants

Hot creamy coffee

Silence is loud this morning

Awake

There are so this days
When emptiness is a yes
When ground seems so close
When the rope seems so lose

And you, you take it to the level
Where you’re the only clever
Nothings seems to care
No one seems to dare

How Do We React

Sitting in the drive-thru line this morning
Waiting for my turn to merge into the queue
When a young lady cut me off to go in first
And my reaction was wasn’t I here before you?

Coffee

A hiss of steam, the clanking cups
The bustle of a coffee shop.

3 Coffee and Chocolates 3

Awakening

I wake and lay there
Moving slowly at first
Already thinking of you
Like a morning thirst.

Start The Day

You grab the first cup quickly
Is it the aroma or the taste
You tap your foot while waiting
Quickly, not a moment to waste.

Coffee

Let’s start with an average day

sunglasses, scarves, sweatshirts, scenery

books, and newsprint, magazines and thick look.

Well, kindles and IPADS, laptops – usually new

smartphones,

huge minis, air, and Androids

My Warm Coffee

Gentle waft of vapor in air
A hot fantasy on my lip
Aroma and taste, a lovely pair
I fly high with every sip

No morning I can miss
Without you by my side
My nerves warm as I kiss
Floating in love above the tide

My Morning

Coffee and a cup serving
A lady and two men chit-chatting
A lady in pink, writing
Let me take you to my world that’s shining

Simple yet struggling
To stay awake in this early morning
Innocence and radio
Sounds from the stereo

Photo Credit: Google Images

Cold Black Coffee

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The vapor has disappeared

From the rich dark liquid

That still sits before me

Growing colder by the minute

As the professor drones  on

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Bitter to my tongue

It may be, but does

Nothing to keep me

From slipping beneath

My lids with its inviting

Darkness and warmth

A Cup Of Coffee

I AM reading
with a cup of coffee

I am studying
with a cup of coffee