Poems About Coffee Published by Members Recently Online
#coffee
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
3rd Jul 2024 6:07pm
3rd Jul 2024 6:07pm
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
147 reads
1 Comment
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
3rd Jul 2024 6:07pm
3rd Jul 2024 6:07pm
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
147 reads
1 Comment
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
12th Aug 2022 1:12am
12th Aug 2022 1:12am
A Skip to The Loo
With the dawning of my daily consciousness I realized that our English cousins used to be "smashing!" and in more recent times have become "brilliant!". I have spent a lifetime now hemming and hawing between the two only to finally conclude that they must sometimes be... "brilliantly smashing!". A survey of the choicer bits of their literature supports this conclusion.
Here is a short list of books critical to the perpetuation of high quality toffery and verified by yours truly as being worthy of copious damns.
1. The Jefferson Bible. Preferably the Smithsonian...
Here is a short list of books critical to the perpetuation of high quality toffery and verified by yours truly as being worthy of copious damns.
1. The Jefferson Bible. Preferably the Smithsonian...
#coffee
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 11:48am
3rd Feb 2025 11:48am
Coffee Haiku, a Cycle
Cup of coffee left.
On low wall outside office.
Collecting raindrops.
Two days pass, a third.
Coffee cup remains, sat there.
Is it now more rain?
A light winter frost.
It glazes leaves and walkways.
Coffee cup remains, sat there.
On low wall outside office.
Collecting raindrops.
Two days pass, a third.
Coffee cup remains, sat there.
Is it now more rain?
A light winter frost.
It glazes leaves and walkways.
Coffee cup remains, sat there.
#coffee
#haiku
#nature #winter
#nature #winter
46 reads
1 Comment
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 11:48am
3rd Feb 2025 11:48am
Coffee Haiku, a Cycle
Cup of coffee left.
On low wall outside office.
Collecting raindrops.
Two days pass, a third.
Coffee cup remains, sat there.
Is it now more rain?
A light winter frost.
It glazes leaves and walkways.
Coffee cup remains, sat there.
On low wall outside office.
Collecting raindrops.
Two days pass, a third.
Coffee cup remains, sat there.
Is it now more rain?
A light winter frost.
It glazes leaves and walkways.
Coffee cup remains, sat there.
#coffee
#haiku
#nature #winter
#nature #winter
46 reads
1 Comment
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 11:48am
3rd Feb 2025 11:48am
Coffee Haiku, a Cycle
Cup of coffee left.
On low wall outside office.
Collecting raindrops.
Two days pass, a third.
Coffee cup remains, sat there.
Is it now more rain?
A light winter frost.
It glazes leaves and walkways.
Coffee cup remains, sat there.
On low wall outside office.
Collecting raindrops.
Two days pass, a third.
Coffee cup remains, sat there.
Is it now more rain?
A light winter frost.
It glazes leaves and walkways.
Coffee cup remains, sat there.
#coffee
#haiku
#nature #winter
#nature #winter
46 reads
1 Comment
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 11:48am
3rd Feb 2025 11:48am
Coffee Haiku, a Cycle
Cup of coffee left.
On low wall outside office.
Collecting raindrops.
Two days pass, a third.
Coffee cup remains, sat there.
Is it now more rain?
A light winter frost.
It glazes leaves and walkways.
Coffee cup remains, sat there.
On low wall outside office.
Collecting raindrops.
Two days pass, a third.
Coffee cup remains, sat there.
Is it now more rain?
A light winter frost.
It glazes leaves and walkways.
Coffee cup remains, sat there.
#coffee
#haiku
#nature #winter
#nature #winter
46 reads
1 Comment
SweetOblivion
Poem Published
1st Jan 2024 3:59pm
1st Jan 2024 3:59pm
New Year's Day (Reveille) Reprise
#lust
#holiday
#coffee
349 reads
12 Comments
SweetOblivion
Poem Published
1st Jan 2024 3:59pm
1st Jan 2024 3:59pm
New Year's Day (Reveille) Reprise
#lust
#holiday
#coffee
349 reads
12 Comments
SweetOblivion
Poem Published
1st Jan 2024 3:59pm
1st Jan 2024 3:59pm
New Year's Day (Reveille) Reprise
#lust
#holiday
#coffee
349 reads
12 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
6th Dec 2021 9:37pm
6th Dec 2021 9:37pm
The First Brew
I’m a caffeine fiend if you know what I mean
Not just an average drinker if you catch my drift
I’ve been drinking coffee since before I was a teen
Between two or three cups of day to give me a lift
That first brew hits the senses like waking dreams
My nose knows the scent that starts off the day
The house fills with the aroma of roasted beans
And my body craves the waves of liquid foreplay
Ooh yes, I pour it on the cup and it’s kind of hot
Fueling my senses as I’m about to bounce back
Some creamer and sugar, perhaps or maybe not ...
Not just an average drinker if you catch my drift
I’ve been drinking coffee since before I was a teen
Between two or three cups of day to give me a lift
That first brew hits the senses like waking dreams
My nose knows the scent that starts off the day
The house fills with the aroma of roasted beans
And my body craves the waves of liquid foreplay
Ooh yes, I pour it on the cup and it’s kind of hot
Fueling my senses as I’m about to bounce back
Some creamer and sugar, perhaps or maybe not ...
#coffee
#funny
394 reads
6 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
6th Dec 2021 9:37pm
6th Dec 2021 9:37pm
The First Brew
I’m a caffeine fiend if you know what I mean
Not just an average drinker if you catch my drift
I’ve been drinking coffee since before I was a teen
Between two or three cups of day to give me a lift
That first brew hits the senses like waking dreams
My nose knows the scent that starts off the day
The house fills with the aroma of roasted beans
And my body craves the waves of liquid foreplay
Ooh yes, I pour it on the cup and it’s kind of hot
Fueling my senses as I’m about to bounce back
Some creamer and sugar, perhaps or maybe not ...
Not just an average drinker if you catch my drift
I’ve been drinking coffee since before I was a teen
Between two or three cups of day to give me a lift
That first brew hits the senses like waking dreams
My nose knows the scent that starts off the day
The house fills with the aroma of roasted beans
And my body craves the waves of liquid foreplay
Ooh yes, I pour it on the cup and it’s kind of hot
Fueling my senses as I’m about to bounce back
Some creamer and sugar, perhaps or maybe not ...
#coffee
#funny
394 reads
6 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Coffee Published by Members Recently Online
