First, you need a cup of hot water
They say it should be hot as hell
I don’t know, I haven’t been there
Let me just say it should be scalding hot
Like the burning desire of a surfer
To ride the perfect wave
Like the all consuming passion
Of a figure skater to do the triple jump
Then you add half teaspoon of coffee
The kind that releases an exotic aroma
When dissolved in hot water
Like pursuing a career or a dream
That quickens your pulse
And sets your heart ablaze
And of course, add enough sugar
Too much or too little ruins the taste
I say, just put enough
Like money or pleasure
Too much can rob the essence
Too little may blunt the senses
Now cream is an option for others
But it makes my coffee perfect
Without cream, it makes coffee
Black as a devil, and I don’t like devils
Whether real or imaginary
So I put cream, though it’s optional
Like compassion for the oppressed
And generosity to the needy
You can live without them
But they make life meaningful
So I put cream to my coffee
They say to strike while the iron is hot
I say drink while the coffee is hot
And thank the Lord for it.
Sometimes the perfect cup of coffee can make life just... perfect. I can give up smoking, drinking, chocolate even... life without coffee though would be too much to bear lol I believe your comparison to the many aspects of life is just like your cup of coffee, and one has to find what suits them to make them happy... more of one thing and less of another, trying something new, etc. Very inventive, cool presentation, congrats! Lee
The first person who used those little brown beans to make a drink deserves a giant award! Nectar of the gods? All I need is my coffee! (And I love it iced even better than hot.) Thanks for inviting us over for coffee, by way of your poetic pen!
i am turning into your biggest admirers jeramie, loved it shiralley
Just stopping in for some more coffee lol... had to look at an old favorite! Well, this is what got us talkin', right? :) Hope you're well, my friend! Lee
you have made a perfect coffee and a perfect poem! marvelous!
coffee just the way i like it makes my day.. for cofee... hoooray!
This was fun reading like jumping through hoops. I like all the vivid examples you supply. You must have had lots of fun growing up. And then all the choices. Do we really realize how many are involved in just the preparation of this one activity? Maybe that is why it is so satisfying. Reading your previous poem about freedom, I must ask, Are these acts of freedom or a kind of enslavement? The way some people talk, they don't 'rise' until after that first cup of coffee.
hehe good poem, one for the coffee enthusiasts for sure! ..
My friends all say I make horrible coffee and I now see why! I am going to give your poem with every cup of coffee I make over X-mas.... its beautiful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I am a coffee addict... but I like it with cream too! I can relate to your compassion for humanity mam. Thank for sharing. Highest marks for the perfect coffee!