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Position:Home>Poetry> Cafe' doors are open, won't you come in?Question:Seeming miniscual Drops of water. Blackened grains. Stirred, not shaken. Producing eye opening Nectar. Best Answer - Chosen by Asker: Seeming miniscual Drops of water. Blackened grains. Stirred, not shaken. Producing eye opening Nectar. Why not ? Isin'it the rainbow beautiful ? Pour the aroma uplifting reminding me of another day adding cream and sugar to lighten things up Stir mixing up my day making everything come togther and easier to swallow Sip it starts off hot going down very smooth a taste like no other awakening my body Pressed for time? hehehehe Caffien .............Need more ......Thanks Leave the pot and bring another.....maybe two. it's good and i would like to have a cup as soon as possible... There is no greater gift to morning, and to man Than coffee brewed, from a fresh-opened can Aromas mingling, with clear morning light Eyes pop open as black coffee comes from night. Coffee, right on. I'll have a cup of your nectar please. Short and sweet. Just the smell will intoxicate The java fix, I cannot wait. Warmth against the palms and fingers The aroma on my nostrils lingers. To wrap your tongue around the taste, I'll be there, with anticipated haste. Nectar of the Gods! Not until you tell me the type of bean! Kona expresso, yuck! Robins sparring in my maple tree, Whoopee meowing, "come feed me," too much water in the coffee pot, spilling over--my morning's shot. This has got to stoppe I'm heading for Ye Olde Coffee Shoppe Hit me, bartender. Coffee, straight up. M-m-m, tastes so good, But I'll pass on any food. Just got up; I'm in my nightie And oh m'dear I am a fright To behold. Perhaps I'll just take My cup of gold, a Tasty blend so rich and bold; Quietly retreat to the shadows, A blurry eyed mess, Till I can focus my brain And go dress properly for Early morning company. ______________________________________ Your poem made me feel so welcomed, I forgot to comment. Were you asking a question anyway??? :O))) Smell that coffee!!! Great poem. wow!! you have a full house of answer's from this section!! lol i loved this poem simply, becuase it has a great meaning of "cafe" feeling in it (duh), i give it a 9 out of 10!! The fact that the poetic responses were superior to your own effort proves two things: You are an inspiration to us all; you spell better after that first cup. "miniscual?" Pass the sugar. P.S. I could not bond with "stirred not shaken." It ran counter to my intelligence. |