Coffee is …..life
cream, not milk or sugar makes the cuppa
tastes like morning sunshine
smelling and sounding, like a wake-up call.
Tim Hortons, Second Cup
it tastes even better in the afternoon as a pick me up
or would tea be better?
Jitter juice, I can’t decide.
If a tree falls in the forest, can I also be a coffee snob?
” I have been thinking about you for a latte”.
Love and coffee, intertwined
black gold indeed.
Tim would espresso himself as a cappuccino, wouldn’t he?
What will it be today?
Sludge? Mud?
Magnifico….
Beans can jump, yo
brew is beautiful.
I love this, it made me laugh so much before I even read the poem. Well done! I go for a Tim’s tea as coffee is too bitter for me, but it sure smells delicious! <3
Thanks, I like the dark roast myself
Pass me a cuppa, I’m in for this. All in.
Thanks!
Many thanks for this poem! Makes me smile. I especially love the lines:
Jitter juice, I can’t decide.
If a tree falls in the forest, can I also be a coffee snob?
Great sense of humor and use of juxtapositions!
Thank you!