Woke up, then crashed for three days in a row,
It had to be done for my well-being,
There goes my energy, out the window.

Of all the things, I ask, why must this be?
Once energizing, but now it’s draining:
Woke up, then crashed for three days in a row.

Went to bed hoping that the rain would stop.
Comes tomorrow, still welcomed by pouring;
There goes my energy, out the window.

Oh, th...

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I lost my girl to a barista
He’s taken all I’d got
Wrote her name on her cup, then he kissed her
While she necked an espresso shot

I thought that I could trust her
But this is no minor affliction
Her love for the bean’s robusta
It’s a terminal addiction

I’m a has bean on the cafe scene
You could say at this juncture
Since I lost my Costa Coffee Queen
My Nespresso capsule’s punctured

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Some days, all it takes is one cup

Hot, cold, black or milky

I just need it direct to the face

I'll need some space

I don't have time to unwind

Read a book, unfurl the mind

Hot, cold, black or milky

I just want it direct to the face

I call them the beans of life

Ground or granuled, they relieve my strife

Hot, cold, black or milky

It's the only way to live

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Pointless complication edited out!

More tea, Vicar?

Or anyone fer coffee?

What, to Braintree?

Oh no, darling, I mean there were three

Of wee

And now there bee

Just two of wee

Thee on’ mee

I’ve counted wee

Ever so preciselee

Just mee on’ thee

Tee hee hee hee!

Ah t’wasn’t mee

My dear mumee

That must bee

Young Jimee

Our absentee

Out of his t...

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Beep, beep, beep

The alarm goes

Creaakkkkkk

The bed goes

Pop, snap, crack

The person goes

Drip, drip, drop

The coffee goes

Sip, breath in, ahhh

The person goes

This is the

Morning Sip

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coffee, me, and no one around

I listen to me, I talk to me, decide life

we imagine, dream, fantasize

some of that is said out loud

some added to my notes

some sent out into the universe 

every sip brings me back to earth

and then we go again

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I don’t like answering a lot of questions.

Like when I go to Starbucks and order a
flat white, and the cashier asks what size
I want, and I say there is only one size of
flat white, pointing at the menu, but the
cashier says, no sir, you can have whatever
size you want, and I say, yes, but any other
size is not a flat white, is it? It’s just some
milk with coffee in it, and the barista i...

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unlocked of chains each morning

my mind is freshly out of it's shower

soaked all night in spinal fluid

let's dry off with a cup of sunrise coffee

cat whines and yelps for crunch

this day starts off with the fading feelings

leftover from the distancing of my fresh dream

my subconcious slipping away

but here I hold a string I left there

if I could only pull mysel...

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Black steel

curling wrought iron

balustrade

Beneath me

coffee steam

and noise

rise

and a poet

sits talking

animatedly

his foot jiggling

as he gesticulates

outside

autumn sun

shines on wet roofs

and casts

tree shadows

on house walls

outside

the sea is rising

while

London sinks

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Bitter sweet,

Morning treat,

Brims a sturdy cup.

Wakes tired eyes,

Tells the body lies,

Leaves a heart rate speeding up.

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 I feel awkward without coffee

like chasing pert sylvans round Helicon's hills

constant under Urania's dissapproving eye.

Makes one want to get deep into the wood with goat footed pan

erection flailing wild for Bacchus rites.

Or better yet to smash skulls for the ruby juice 

thick Teutonic forest leaning close.

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It is a meeting place, this coffee house of ours

The atmosphere is friendly and relaxed,

And it is popular with everyone.

Its tables and the chairs are a mixture of styles and ages:

Metal or wood or comfy arm chairs, and benches

They must have come from an auction!

There is a full bookcase half way up the stairs

There are newspapers in a rack

Some customers read while they ...

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I’ve waited on platforms
For trains that never arrived
Drank shots in cellar bars
On Tuesday nights
With in-betweeners
Who still believe in lady luck

I’ve walked along promenades
Been battered by the wind and the rain
Taken shelter in late night café’s
Drank coffee so strong

It made me shudder
I’ve read the beat poets so many times
But I never tire of the words
Of Ginsberg and Ker...

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Bakers and coffee shops

Line the streets,

And I find myself

Nestling inside a few

To find a comfort

Only coffee beans and bacon

Can provide.

Warming cold hands

From frost;

Warming strangers to the

Idea of companionship

And togetherness.

Wholeness.

Mugs and teaspoons

Hold a special place

In my heart;

Teapots and saucers have

A special kind of solac...

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I recently assembled these thoughts on coming across the poem's quotation from John Steinbeck while reading The Grapes of Wrath. I often suggested to my students the advantage to be gained by attempting an argument in opposition to what the student wished to argue. In other words, the good old Light and Dark strategy. The "Terrace" setting is Perth's main city thoroughfare, St. George's Terrace. I...

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It was always The Cabin

before her lectures

                coffee

                and Flic demolishing

                                The Times crossword,

                                sharing the clues but

                                writing the answers

                                as she read, smoked,

                                pushed her blond hair

   ...

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Carmel colors that quench my thirst

Only, for you are my morning

First, I cannot imagine waking up

For the day without your warm

Essence to show me the way

Excellence is all you portray, coffee.

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I was drinking coffee and sitting on my chair

The dog opened his eyes and began to stare

Looking at me he says I am ready for a walk

Without moving his mouth I heard him talk

It is a nice day to run on the grass

Best get going before the sun is going to pass

He is jumping in circles by the door

I can see a pattern being pound into the floor

Charging out like he is...

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Cup of coffee

cup of tea

hot chocolate

milkshake

cheese toastie

tuna melt

bacon butty

fruit cake

custard cream

vanilla slice

blueberry muffin

tray bake

Drunk them all

ate them all

now I've got

stomach-ache!

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There's nothing like a lovely cup of tea

When the world seems tough

And you've had enough

Try a cuppa and I'm sure you will agree

But in the morning coffee is the best

It wakes you from your slumber

Jolts you just like thunder

Keeps me awake until I'm fully dressed

Although fresh orange juice is also very nice

From the fridge, icy child

Slips down like liqui...

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It's a place that illuminates the freest forms of me

A few pumps on my pedals, turns of my handles, and I'm already there

Tall palms twirled in lights line the way to my imagination

Tiny bells ding against the glass door as I glide inside

Freshly roasted beans percolate through anticipation to perfection

Burlap coffee sacks hang as window shades

Handiwork of local artists accents...

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I’m sat in Nero
My mac is absent
But I have tortoise shell specs 
Coffee cups
A pen and pad
Filled with nothing but endless to do lists
Productivity promises
And I’ve just finished a tub of hummus
I think I qualify right?

A wispy voiced limp haired Lolita soundtracks this cliche 
As overpriced
Over spiced
Panini, chai’s and muffin tops
Plonk and plop
On marble topped tables 

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