"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Monday, November 9, 2015


One day… Just one day
of pouring ourselves
into a coffee cup
and tasting the grounds
was more than enough
to show me your toothbrush
didn’t match the shower curtain
or my first impression.


kaykuala said...

It can well mislead for no apparent reason
Drinking coffee is an art. Insightful Susie!


Marian said...


Kerry O'Connor said...

Haha! You hit the nail on the head here, Susie.

Jim said...

Lots of thoughts with this one, Susien nice eight lines. Pretty wide open still.
My thoughts, sharing the toothbrush is very personal. And I have never tasted coffee grounds that tasted good.
Therefore stay celebate and enjoy the eye candy, pretty sower curtain-like.
Or take it like it comes, good and bad. Some days there will be grounds in the cup.
BTW, those cars were parked on a lLonddon street. Lots of traffic there to but very polite and courteous drivers.

Carol Campbell said...

Love it. Light hearted!

Buddah Moskowitz said...

There's a great little movie in this miniature masterpiece.

hedgewitch said...

Ha! Yes, the morning cup of coffee reveals what the evening glass of wine so often conceals. Succinct and cinematic and all too often real.

Mama Zen said...

Damn, this is good. Just perfect, Susie.

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

What Mama Zen said.

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