Best Cappuccino Poems

Frothy coffee looks so good,
While flat coffee looks so bare,
I love my cappuccino,
Two sugars stirred with care.

I have a special seat
In my local Coffee Shop,
It makes me feel so relaxed
When I hear those two cubes drop....

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Seduced by the air
The Mastrena pulls me near
enchanted by beans

Grinding espresso
screech foam frothed to warm bubbles
Stream caught entangled 

Pour at an angle
Chasing rising to the edge
Tepid in hand, sip.
-Ems'ilverscripts.

-Poet's note-
Wanted to test out a haiku, the allure of it as it tickling my palate, warmed...

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A cup of cappuccino.
Make me feel comfortable.
Feels like staying inside of velvet milk.
Take a slip of cappuccino.
I can imagine.
Velvet milk in my left.
Espresso in mt right.
Grasp my hands.
Take a trip to coffee world.
Fly through the bitter cave.
There is a milk waterfall.
We jump in it.
Take a...

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horses, lances, arrows, fire
they reenact the war of the roses

the outdoor setting
has been erected next to Costa

outside on the ground
napkins, zarfs and stirrers 

and half the audience gets their
medieval caffeine hit 

that encourages us to yell and whoo-hoo
and pay attention to history

they encourage us to...

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Volcanoes rise on the red check

chessboard of life entrenched

in the hopelessness of romance.

Lava lamp pieces manipulated

to check then mate,

a burning desire to copulate,

ejaculate,

physically communicate.

Below the insubstantial surface froth,

bitter black fluid

inadequately tempered by brown sugar grains

seeps into our hearts, our brains.

It matters not an atom

when the...

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Sipping cappuccino
imbibing its flavour
we allow indulgence
a little leeway to revel
offering to the vast void
aroma of sensory delight

12-December-2022...

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Cappuccino, dopamine kick
If made right, our face bright
Coffee beans many, we may pick
To our palate’s delight

Aroma that uplifts
Within our being drifts
Let’s partake of life’s gifts

Joy domino
Cappuccino

11-January-2022
Quietus ...

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A collection of ‘Love is…’ Poetry - Cappuccino


Love is commitment.
Love is faithful.
Love is Heaven sent,
If you are loved by an angel.


(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved....

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The aroma of the coffee
as I take a sip,
reminds me of how we met
There, in the counter
as the barista called my name,
which happened to be yours too
What a game fate was playing!
Same name, same order
What are the odds?
You were thoughtful enough
to give that 
first cup...

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PAINTBRUSH 

Fingertips the bristles of a 
pagan paintbrush 
painting a Tree of Life
on pacified cheekbones 
instead of in liver
from whence it sprung
now it burns to feed
HeartSpace with witty
wood for Eternal Fire

From cheekbones
it slid to jugular vein
which throbbed like
scintillating sciatica 
all jumbled chaotic 
timelines tangled in
spherical...

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