morning cafe poem

Which of the items made you think of her legs? ☺

I guess like
the coffee
they're pretty
stirring...   :)

Excellent answer!  :)

When I have bacon and eggs and coffee I can think of nothing but bacon and eggs and coffee... except perhaps that the death of pigs and eggs and beans is the beginning of my marvelous meal.

and mushrooms,
in which we sit
talking gibberish -
or is that just me...

Hopefully thoughts of her legs made you rethink the whole death thing

oh, I wasn't considering it
as an option -
have you seen what
it costs !

Ha! So you're a leg man!
Actually, they say leg men
are the most intelligent of the three.

actually, I am attracted
by different things about
different people...
with you, for instance,
it's your toleration..:)

LOL!

ah legs, ... didn't know they existed till the one fine sun day when there they were, tan and skinny dropping down from some type of hitherto unknown pink curved short covered girl fruit, then in a head turning stare lingering bike crashing intensity heap moment later realized that for the rest of days all the kings horses, men etc. can never put the sex scrambled mind together again

beautiful...  :)

the waitress, there, adjusting her garter...

one gasps, and takes
a sip of water... :)

Dunno how you make it seem all so effortlessly, almost easy? You consistently display a talent that cannot be taught yet teaches us that try work with words, that they can be tamed.  Always a fan...CURTSY BOW REPEAT

thank you, feeni, you've
just shot into first place
in my favourite comments
list...

and ignoring all the stuff
I've posted that has been
frankly embarrassing, I can't
really say that it gets easier,
just less daunting...

pushing up a chair, note book out, specs on..watching and waiting to see what u do next and hoping it rubs off on me:)

but that's just as much poetry
as anything I've said...  :)

lovely, thx

thank you very much...