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Morning Meditations with Saint Caffeine
Do I bring anything worthy of this strange and wonderful planet?
I must pause and pray to Saint Caffeine, asking,
“Will last night’s transgressions be forgiven?”
The first sip across my lips
says I’m still among the living.
Three cups of this consecrated
black brew might bring redemption.
I must pause and pray to Saint Caffeine, asking,
“Will last night’s transgressions be forgiven?”
The first sip across my lips
says I’m still among the living.
Three cups of this consecrated
black brew might bring redemption.
Published 12th Dec 2021
Author's Note
I wrote this for Northern Soul's "Clouds in my coffee" competition. What a pleasure to write about one of my favorite beverages.
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Unfortunately it seems we belong to different camps since abandoning the coffee fix mix.
These days rooibos tea has become the daily ritual.
Many other flavours and varieties of tea have brought me to a world worthy of concentrated exploration.
These days rooibos tea has become the daily ritual.
Many other flavours and varieties of tea have brought me to a world worthy of concentrated exploration.
19th Dec 2022 12:31pm
Nizana
interesting poetry in the photo
finding balance
one hand 5 fingers the other 4
a warm smile
silent lotus
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interesting poetry in the photo
finding balance
one hand 5 fingers the other 4
a warm smile
silent lotus
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