Another morning
Alarm clock droning
Sleepy head’s warning
Waking and groaning
Almost hitting snooze
Crawling out of bed
Mind singin’ the blues
Brain needs to be fed
Morning brew ready
Caffeine right on time
Never unsteady
Brilliance set to rhyme
Arriving at work
Second cup in hand
Tackling paperwork
French roast takes command
Sputtering at sunrise
Human engine starts up
Needing its caffeine boost
Always more than one cup
Yes, speaking of coffee
Savor its mountain blend
Aroma-filled goodness
Taste morning’s boldest friend
Body grows accustomed
Medium grade of fuel
Drinking anything less
Makes for a sluggish fool
Life’s experience counts
Paying close attention
Day’s “Five Cup” minimum
Brew’s perfect dimension
Music plus coffee
Delightful early morning—
Time for one more round
Sensitive to love
Blissful, marital journey—
Together as one
Life’s rainy moments
Keep your umbrella handy—
Always be prepared
Weekend sails at dawn
Taking pause from work
Leisure setting sail
Life catches its perks
Respite time knocking
Relief from week’s stress
No agenda waits
Saturday brings less
Lazy day ahead
Nothing on day’s scope
Extra morning time
Coffee’s horoscope
Sadie holding leash
Ready for her walk
Sun’s delights greet us
Sharing, we both talk
Taste mid-morning brunch
Sweet morsels waiting
Fruit-filled muffins baked
Hunger abating
Afternoon nap calls
Cozy spot surveyed
Blessed Saturday dreams
Respite’s lasting crusade
The inspiration for this poem comes from spending an overnight stay with Sadie, an English Lab. She served as the perfect hostess while her family was away.
Morning
Needing ambition
Starting day’s engines
Fueled for another shift
Coffee
Dreaming
Sweet treats
Glazed or sugared
Some filled with sweetness
Doughnuts
Music
Artists singing
Streaming endless tunes
Thoughts lost in melody
Peace
This series of poems (written in the German-inspired style of Elfchen or Elevenie) shares a total of eleven words in each poem, with a sequence by line of one, two, three, four, and one words.
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Wednesday morning broadcasts the arrival of another breakfast meeting for Billy and his other retired friends. Once a week, he meets his five best buds for hot coffee, delicious food, and welcome conversation at Bob’s Diner.
He always wears his favorite plaid, flannel shirt (perhaps you recall Al Borland from “Tool Time”). His faded, tractor green “John Deere” cap covers his nearly bald head, but his smile always catches his favorite server’s attention.
Flo has been working for the diner ever since Mel’s Diner closed (you might remember Mel and Alice—they became quite an item). She holds her own with humor and a smile, always managing to take care of Billy and his pals every Wednesday morning.
As Flo is scurrying around the diner with her always full coffee pot, she sets it down near Billy’s table as she takes another order. Billy appropriates the full pot of freshly brewed refills for his own private use, and sets it right next to his nearly empty cup. He tells Flo, “Thanks my dear. Now you won’t need to worry about refilling my cup.”
Billy remarks to his friends, “Ain’t life great!”
Billy enjoys his coffee, probably too much. The manager takes a look and shakes his head . . . as his profits shrink with every coffee pot Billy drinks. He motions Flo to come over for a moment, and they share a quick word.
Flo formulates a plan to take care of Billy’s endless and bottomless coffee drinking.
By the end of the breakfast meeting, the gray-haired trio times two has solved just about all of the world’s problems for another week. Billy has nearly eaten a whole hog as he has devoured crispy bacon, honey-baked ham, and perfectly browned sausage links, along with the usual fixings of hash browns, eggs, and pancakes. It’s time for the check please.
Billy surveys his bill, and his smile stretches to a frown. Reading on, he sees that he has been charged for a whole pot of coffee. He thinks to himself, “What’s this?”
Billy’s check has a special note at the bottom, “Cheaper to drink coffee by the cup instead of by the pot!”
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Hello readers, here is a new weekly feature on Big Sky Buckeye. I will repost a previously published poem every Monday. Today’s post was one of the first poem’s written by yours truly. Enjoy a newly edited version about “Morning Coffee.”
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Smelling the rich aroma on another early morn
Anticipating the initial taste, like being reborn
Certainly one cup will not be enough today
A second cup causes worries to fade away
As Dolly Parton sings, “Pour myself a cup of ambition”
Coffee will definitely be my regular morning addiction
Waking up on a chilly, frosty, dark day
Jumping out of bed to be on one’s way
Hurrying down to the kitchen, what is this?
No coffee? An empty morning without bliss!
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My morning coffee may appear mundane
My tastes never vary and remain the same
Black with a bit of Stevia fills my cup, absolutely fine
Others whisper, “He drinks boring black every time”
A dozen years ago, coffee seldom came my way
But, my better half changed my tastes one day
Now, one cup will never satisfy this urge
My caffeine addiction, never to be purged
Even though humdrum, black coffee tastes great
I can appreciate preferences many others taste
My father turns his coffee into a tasty milkshake
Adding flavored creamer and sugar, no mistake
Others search for sweet, unique flavors to add
A shot of this or that makes them awfully glad
Excuse me for a quick moment please
This poet needs a refill, so don’t tease
Never heard of a Barista until a few days ago
Their creative coffee requires much to know
Many coffee lovers appreciate special brews
Espresso, Cappuccino, Mocha to name a few
My eyes view endless coffee menus and ask
Americano, Café Latte seem like such a task
Visiting certain cafés to satisfy my caffeine fix
But always, black with sweetener does the trick
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Looking for a Tim Hortons or a Starbucks
Serving simple, black coffee brings me luck
In traveling to places farther down the coffee road
Das KaffeeHaus and City Brew create it very bold
Hopefully, all of you appreciate coffee each day
Perhaps there is a favorite that comes your way
More coffee thoughts certainly do exist
But no more for now, I’m sure you insist
Your hot cup of delicious brew
May seem exhilarating to you
While this author writes a view
About his “boring” cup of brew
Do you have a favorite coffee brew that you absolutely enjoy? You are invited to share your wishes in the comments. Perhaps you can convince Big Sky Buckeye to try something a wee bit more exciting than boring, black coffee.
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Never underestimate
The power of prayer
Blessed acronym
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Morning coffee cup
Waiting to be filled again
What? No more coffee!
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Thick river ice sheet
Shifting ice begins to thaw
Nervous wait downstream
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Smelling the rich aroma on another early morn
Anticipating the initial taste, like being reborn
Certainly one cup will not be enough today
A second cup causes worries to fade away
As Dolly Parton sings, “Pour myself a cup of ambition”
Coffee will definitely be my regular morning addiction
Waking up on a chilly, frosty, dark day
Jumping out of bed to be on one’s way
Hurrying down to the kitchen, what is this?
No coffee! An empty cup offers no bliss!
Big Sky Buckeye 