Whatta’ Ya’ Have, Luv?

morning coffee

Who calls to you when you first arise?

Once the working man’s
Now the metro man’s
Bitter and strong
Dark and rich
That first cup calls, demands
Smells of dreams and adventures
Kicks open the world

Grandmother’s preference
Civilized and proper
 Comforts and soothes
Steeps and infuses
Mixes well with dollops or teaspoons
Exotic names like Chai and Oolong
Gently nudges you awake

Committed followers, but to which?
What you crave says much about you, don‘t you think?

…I think I’ll have juice, please….


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