Best Latte Poems

Curled up with a book and a chai tea latte
All the cares of the day disappear from sight.
It's a sinfully good indulgence to end the...

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As I sit here, sipping my over-priced latte', I wonder
  I wonder about next year
    about next month
   ...

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like my patchwork quilt
my grandma made for me
your love surrounds me
your love warms me

like a caramel brulee latte
sweet and creamy, thick and hot
your love fills...

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Believer of starlight, 
Blooming love in twilight
Bestows soft latte skies, 
Blissful faith of peach dyes
Bronze balm in sun's flutter, 
Bright glow of honey in
Butterfly's mauve...

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I would sit there for many hours
Surrounded by my contemplative silence-
My senses as warm as my latte;
My mind as frosty as my cheesecake 

The mixed...

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Little Coffee House 

It’s the coffee counter line-up
A conveyor belt of people 
Ready for their little treat
A little piece of comfort
From their favorite beanery
I strum...

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Castle In The Sand


Waves besiege the shore
As crashing long lost lovers--
Lonely lions roar--
Salty cling of sultry air
Glistens as sunlight weakens...

Latte-coloured sand
Reveals waving fiddler crab
The male--his...

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“All men are pricks” she says
“Are you sure about that?” I say
I look deep into her eyes 
and she half smiles.
She holds the stare and...

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May I take your order, please:


I want two double cheeseburgers,
and a large side of fries
Plus, two chocolate milkshakes
with vanilla latte eyes

We’re celebrating today,
me and my...

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Tracing Outlines on my cup of tea
I stare at him out of the corner of my cavernous coffee eyes
Sitting there reading Che, Zapata, Chavez, Castro...

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there is a corner
in another realm
where poets go to die

leaving their ashes
at the threshold
poets cross 
as energy and light

they sit with pen in hand
in a...

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Unswallowed lumps of lobster immodest
     Crustacean returns to pincers persimmon 
     Waitress whisk indiscernible clears linen 
...

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A jolt of caffeine and suddenly I'm all bright and chirpy
and on a cold day well its better then drinking a Slurpy 

A sip of...

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You stir your latte slowly
an old habit of yours
a delicate studied frown.

I wonder when your mannerisms
became perfectly packaged
fashion statements?
When did you turn a camera
inwards into...

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In the Fall we are flooded with all things that are Pumpkin Spice.
Some are just plain weird, and not so nice.
Many we wait for all...

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