Coffee Poems
#coffee
Coffee poems, here you'll find poems about coffee! Poetry about cafe and coffee culture, the stimulant effects of coffee, caffeine addiction and starting the day with that first cup of coffee in the morning.
Sorry About Last Night
Clare finally opened her eyes.
She discovered that she's hungover and naked.
That's before David walked in.
He gave her a cup of coffee.
"Sorry about last night.", David regretfully said.
She discovered that she's hungover and naked.
That's before David walked in.
He gave her a cup of coffee.
"Sorry about last night.", David regretfully said.
#alcohol
#coffee
#fiction
#friendship
#sex
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Sparks and Embers
Sparks and Embers
She is the torchlight
Reflected in the eyes of a Valkyrie
When midnight moonlight
Shimmers in the pleats
Of her Stygian skirt
Like the dance of hearth flames
Unsheathed
In the naked starlight
She flickers
Like the fiery scimitar
Wielded by the angel
At the portals of Eden
She is the dream
Of a lonely wolf
That knows the soul
Of jasmine burning
With the fragrance
Of her lupine heart
She is the torchlight
Reflected in the eyes of a Valkyrie
When midnight moonlight
Shimmers in the pleats
Of her Stygian skirt
Like the dance of hearth flames
Unsheathed
In the naked starlight
She flickers
Like the fiery scimitar
Wielded by the angel
At the portals of Eden
She is the dream
Of a lonely wolf
That knows the soul
Of jasmine burning
With the fragrance
Of her lupine heart
#beauty
#coffee
#night
#sensual
#women
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Coffee and women
I drink coffee black...
I like my women dark, too!
Strong coffee and
...plump and playful on my palette.
Both get me perky...
Coming and going...
bedroom and bathroom.
Just a touch of sweetness.
I like my coffee and my women...
piping hot! Can't get enough of
the taste and...the heat!!!
Mmmmmmmm!
A pleasure to wake up!
I like my women dark, too!
Strong coffee and
...plump and playful on my palette.
Both get me perky...
Coming and going...
bedroom and bathroom.
Just a touch of sweetness.
I like my coffee and my women...
piping hot! Can't get enough of
the taste and...the heat!!!
Mmmmmmmm!
A pleasure to wake up!
#coffee
#morning
#women
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4 Comments
Is She Doing It To Make Me Jealous Or What?
Wayne was sitting in
a dive having some coffee
and reading some Bradbury.
That's before he looked
across the street and saw his
wife kissing some other guy.
a dive having some coffee
and reading some Bradbury.
That's before he looked
across the street and saw his
wife kissing some other guy.
#betrayal
#coffee
#fiction
#lover
#wife
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Wisp of Coffee
Wisp of coffee curling in the air
from the porcelain demitasse.
Getting high on the earthy aroma
permeating the zephyr
under the serene aurora,
where I hummed with whispers of dawn,
swam through the bittersweet flow
warming the gelid within.
Caffeine pervading my veins,
I’m in a daze.
from the porcelain demitasse.
Getting high on the earthy aroma
permeating the zephyr
under the serene aurora,
where I hummed with whispers of dawn,
swam through the bittersweet flow
warming the gelid within.
Caffeine pervading my veins,
I’m in a daze.
#coffee
#dawn
#bittersweet
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Coffee of my dreams
Caramel thick and smooth
Whipped cream
Of my dream
Coffee turned vanilla
Chilled
With a dash of sprinkles
And maybe some hazel
I drink
Whipped cream
Of my dream
Coffee turned vanilla
Chilled
With a dash of sprinkles
And maybe some hazel
I drink
#coffee
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Leatherette Angel, Seated
Leatherette Angel, Seated
Eyes small as raindrops
In the April mists of dawn
When faux leather boots
Cover the calves
Of her glacial blues
Her gaze focused like a sunbeam
In a magnifier glass
That burns the paper of my soul
Into a smoking fire
With her derriere the sun,
Seen peeking through clouds
Of denim shorts,
That ignites my passion
With the Siren song of youth
To seduce my soul
As Samhain approaches
In the orchard of dreams
Whose apples are ripe
With the blush of maidenhood
Eyes small as raindrops
In the April mists of dawn
When faux leather boots
Cover the calves
Of her glacial blues
Her gaze focused like a sunbeam
In a magnifier glass
That burns the paper of my soul
Into a smoking fire
With her derriere the sun,
Seen peeking through clouds
Of denim shorts,
That ignites my passion
With the Siren song of youth
To seduce my soul
As Samhain approaches
In the orchard of dreams
Whose apples are ripe
With the blush of maidenhood
#beauty
#coffee
#seductive
#sensual
#women
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The Tyranny of Dawn
Please let me sleep
I beg the early rays of the sun
just five more minutes
to close my eyes
but dawn answers back
trumpets blaring
Wake up sleepyhead, wake!
I bring you a bright new day
and so, as if against my will
first one eye
and then the other
are pried open by soft morning light
Sighing, I grudgingly accept defeat
watching dew glistening
like diamonds on seas of green
early birds looking for earlier worms
wondering if worker bees
are happy being so busy
I think...
I beg the early rays of the sun
just five more minutes
to close my eyes
but dawn answers back
trumpets blaring
Wake up sleepyhead, wake!
I bring you a bright new day
and so, as if against my will
first one eye
and then the other
are pried open by soft morning light
Sighing, I grudgingly accept defeat
watching dew glistening
like diamonds on seas of green
early birds looking for earlier worms
wondering if worker bees
are happy being so busy
I think...
#coffee
#gratitude
#happiness
#hope
#morning
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the meat locker
The Meat Locker
The largest ice freezer of free-range Texan
long-horns where mice wore fur to survive
broke down, the carcasses began rotting
thrown into the bay.
The day after, sharks came to the surface
throwing up, turning the water foamy
For anglers, it was a bonus they caught
big marlins and red snappers
The largest ice freezer of free-range Texan
long-horns where mice wore fur to survive
broke down, the carcasses began rotting
thrown into the bay.
The day after, sharks came to the surface
throwing up, turning the water foamy
For anglers, it was a bonus they caught
big marlins and red snappers
#alcohol
#coffee
#food #tea
#food #tea
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Henchman of caffeine
The rouse is dynamic
Inhaling the vapour of musk
The husks bear no limits to the spectacular of liquid rebirth within
Invigorating the bones
Stimulating the eye
He swills the sable waters
lapping up the vigour of caffeine
the henchman romances his ebony gift
Pining over the imprint of such a creation
He’s stimulated—
The addicts gold
Affair of bold
A sip of clarity’s chiming
Inhaling the vapour of musk
The husks bear no limits to the spectacular of liquid rebirth within
Invigorating the bones
Stimulating the eye
He swills the sable waters
lapping up the vigour of caffeine
the henchman romances his ebony gift
Pining over the imprint of such a creation
He’s stimulated—
The addicts gold
Affair of bold
A sip of clarity’s chiming
#coffee
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Fancy That
dark elixir carefully brewed
a ritual when dawn unfold
to smell that and the roses
slowly dying on vases
the fragrance dance in the air
like belly dancers' tantalising gait
caressing the senses deeply
a lick a sip and everything's great
Coffee like dreams taking flight
carefully traversed on the morning light.
a ritual when dawn unfold
to smell that and the roses
slowly dying on vases
the fragrance dance in the air
like belly dancers' tantalising gait
caressing the senses deeply
a lick a sip and everything's great
Coffee like dreams taking flight
carefully traversed on the morning light.
#coffee
#food
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THE COFFEE BAR
It's where I go
to find my flow.
The coffee bar
is where you are.
With forearms bare
you kind prepare
my day's request,
exchanging jest.
I hear the 'whoosh'
come like a flush
as you serve me
variety
of a flavour
I could savour.
Your tone of skin
is so matching
what's in my cup
when it's milked up.
to find my flow.
The coffee bar
is where you are.
With forearms bare
you kind prepare
my day's request,
exchanging jest.
I hear the 'whoosh'
come like a flush
as you serve me
variety
of a flavour
I could savour.
Your tone of skin
is so matching
what's in my cup
when it's milked up.
#coffee
#rhyming
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