Best Java Poems

A sonnet I will write with you today
Inspired by the beauty that I see
Beyond this pane of glass where snowflakes play
Beyond this pane where raindrops...

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COFFEE

Coffee is my medication,
Savoury warm embrace.
Supplies me with motivation
To get me through rough days.
Should I stumble, should I fall,
I’ll get a kick at ten.
Java is...

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I Love Horses: A--Z

A is for... Appaloosa. They have 
blankets on their rumps. 
B is for...Belgian. They work 
hard and can pull up stumps. 

C...

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Sunday morning coffee
attracted to this screen
soupland is my toffee
my java needs no cream

Where we all chew on our pencil's
our pen's no longer quill's
we hack this...

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Coffee not Tea for Andrea,Carolyn and Linda-Marie

Come on ladies pull out a chair and have a seat.
Pour yourself a cup of coffee and sugar makes...

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Written: December 31, 2023, For Unseeking Seeker Contest
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Smack me with your caffeine stick,
Hit me out of the park,
From the sleepy mire thick,
You kindle my life's spark.

A cuppa joe or just a cuppa,
Breakfast,...

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I looked behind me when I heard a squeaky little bark
From out of the bushes, a kangaroo-looking creature rose
His bright green eyes flashed neon signs...

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God was so pleased with his six days of creation
The seventh day He declared a day of rest
Bound to have some heavenly
Well-deserved relaxation

As soon as...

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This was inspired by Georgette Johnson’s poem “Savouring Another Day”
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One cold day whilst I was out in the snow 
I went into a cafe for...

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It’s past midnight and sleep has walked out on me, yet, again.
I stand in the door way to the quiet patio, now bare ...
There’s a...

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When you have a desire
for something,
You have an intense craving 
that just won’t quit.
For some people 
it’s called a Nicotine Fit.
Desperate people will check 
the...

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Ground for ground why I never, 
Needed any feedback other than 
The sultry taste, the warm goodness 
Saturating my cunning senses:
 
Within the wee hours...

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sunrise rushes eyes
taut from night of sleepy dreams…
clumsy fingers pry

hard floor limbers feet
stiff from immobility…
quick run to bathroom

java perks real strong 
black as the ebony...

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Hank had cowboyed on the Triple T Ranch fer nigh on fifty years.
He'd rode the range herdin' beef peerin' betwixt his hoss's ears.
Durin' cattle stampedes...

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