Storm In My Coffee Cup
Amdist chaos
The stuterring
jerks & airpockets
The voyage
Continues...
There is a storm
Brewing
in the black coffee cup
Caffine and chikory
Like hope and faith
A little feelable
A wee bit emotional
Are the cogs of
Lifes wheels....
Without much ado
The cup stands
Majestically
On the saucer bay
The handle
Gracious as can be
Stands out
Sure and silent...
The saucer our faith
The cup our selves
The handle our body
The trio syncronise
To brave all storms
As thoughts intangible
Try might to become tangible..
The smoke screen and the clouds
Seem all porous and transparent
The opaqueness disappears ...
And despite
The storm in the coffee
cup...
Alls well as another day
We look forward
With joy mirth and happiness
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