Hooray for caffeine! As part of our homework, my creative writing teacher asked us to write a poem about - wait for it - coffee. Knowing a fair bit about the subject of expensive espresso, I had a bunch of ideas, and some extravagant (and, blessedly, fleeting) ideas about being the next Emily Dickinson. Here's what stuck on the paper when I threw words at it.
Gleaming monster rattles
whistles
squeals.
Comfort, it soothes.
Chatter clink
glass on china.
Drink the world
here's a den.
News rustles in impatient hands.
Overheard
dinner plans
last week's meeting
first dates
then, of course,
the chairs scrape.
Foam hiss frothy peaks
Buzz
electric hum
a hive.
Sounds like quiet.
A tethered dog whines
outside
lowers his head
sighs.
Gleaming monster rattles
whistles
squeals.
Comfort, it soothes.
Chatter clink
glass on china.
Drink the world
here's a den.
News rustles in impatient hands.
Overheard
dinner plans
last week's meeting
first dates
then, of course,
the chairs scrape.
Foam hiss frothy peaks
Buzz
electric hum
a hive.
Sounds like quiet.
A tethered dog whines
outside
lowers his head
sighs.
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