A Haiku or Two, on Coffee

November 21, 2015

Our thoughts on food and cooking
In seventeen beats.

O, coffee! Photo by James Ransom

Amanda S.:
Bitter black tar drink,
I wish we'd never met—but
yes, I'll have a cup.

It's just not working;
your dark brews, the sleepless nights.
It's not you—it's tea.

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Feeling inspired? The comments are safe space to pen an ode to your morning brew.


Dawn November 27, 2015
just the smell of you<br />intoxicating lover<br />hot, dark and steamy<br />
Maedl November 23, 2015
Three Haikus on Coffee<br /><br />Sips of morning's joe<br />Eyes open and drinking in<br />Marmelade-hued dawn.<br /><br />Day ahead, what now?<br />Coffee, please, steaming, hot, strong.<br />Wake up, world, new day!<br /><br />White and blue striped cup<br />Black liquid, foaming white peaks<br />Sips of simple joy
Liam F. November 22, 2015
my heart beats faster<br />i'm short of breath - is it love?<br />or is it caffeine