Short Coffee Cup Poems
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shining dawn
sip on coffee cup
you and me
but a souvenir
lives with me this morn
-January 22, 2019 Chattogram
Form:
The oversized
Plastic coffee cup
with the plastic lid
says
Caution!
I am hot and wet
Handle me with care
Do not microwave
did you think him above
for all his love
did you say thinks
as you blinked
and woke up
with a coffee cup
or did you go and play
DID YOU PRAY
Form:
Driving but you still pick up.
To be honest you look like a chump;
You chose to answer the phone
said 'Call back.' then a dial tone;
I hope you drop a hot coffee cup.
On a table
where I sit and thinking of everything
rolls black balls
they seem to be running on a string
but it is only a lonely ant
who is looking for sugar in my coffee cup.
Form:
Listen to poem:
thunderstorm approaching
coffee cup in hand
with bated breath
i await the sign
you are there
within my reach
and all will be alright
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Posted on July 13, 2021
all the headlines
such a bore
yesterday's news
always the same
war, pestilence
earthquake and fire
a baby is born
someone expires
coffee cup in hand
I bring the paper in
wet, from morning rain
Argh!
Damn phone alarm.
I gulp haste.
I open my school app - like an eyelid.
Invade my sanctuary, virtual tyranny.
Where's my focus?!
*looking around for my coffee cup*
I feel like a bobble-head.
My coffee cup is empty.
My mind could use refillin'.
God, overflow my heart;
So I can
Do some spillin'.
Please take away my
coulds and wipe away
my cant's.
I'll walk into a life anew,
First, help me find my pants.
Sir Humpteath Dumpteath sateth on a wall
Poor Master Humpteath tooketh a great fall
Arsenic was foundeth in his coffee cup
Thus here resteths Humpteath - sunnyside UP!
For Thvia Shetley's contest:
Clever Analogies
Thankful, that an earthquake hadn't struck
on another nervous day of luck,
I sat, and from my coffee cup, I supped,
hoping a volcano wouldn't interrupt,
not knowing that in the heavens, sped
an asteroid pointed at my head.
My coffee cup has butterflies and flowers thereon
Not masculine but welcome at the crack of dawn
At 6 o'clock on the dot
Me reaches for the pot
Slurp a joyous mouthful, even delay my tenth yawn
(For John John)
Lipstick on a coffee cup
Perfume on my sheets
Steam upon the mirror
A towel crumpled on the floor
Footprints in my bedroom
Left me pondering
Aching for more
I miss you this morning
Until then my love
I’ll wait by the door
.
Everywhere I go
My Chihuahua rides with me
In his McDonald's coffee cup
Right next to me on the seat
Reflective Soul
the bottom of my coffee cup
swirling darkness
an extinguished cigarette
ashes to ashes
an enormous smile
eroding sculpture
once pounding heart
barely audible
creative mind
dulled by thought
reflective soul.....
We revel in our deceptions,
Careen in the mallowness
Of the majolica
That is our life.
There are no truths—
Only deals.
The sky this evening
Seems surreal.
This is art.
We are critics
Of the coffee cup,
Knowing what we like.
Those who do,
Will.
there are clouds in my coffee cup
they hover over a sea murky dark
the forecast is tumultuous at best
this morning's been hazy and
somewhat stir crazy
i drink my coffee but can't shake
these clouds now levitating overhead
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
A morning looking in a coffee cup,
My soul is asking questions of the heart,
As destiny reveals itself in art,
Should inquiry find truth in crumpled dreams,
And bring the eye to look so gently up,
The heart must be ready to flow soul streams.
Form: Wordsworth's Sestet
The sun rises
the stars give way
The dew glistens
on the meadow, in the hay
Lovers posed, still
in each others' arms
Tenderly mothers gaze, at
at babe's resting charms
'Till factory whistles blow
machines fire up
As our planet reaches
for its coffee cup
H- hide behind Hot Coffee
O- offer and sit beside and Enjoy
T- talk and find delight with
C- coffee cup from which I sip
O- overture of digestion very quick
F- feeling better and here I sit
F- forensic negative in a pith
E- easy place for a donuts to dip
E- ergonomic well grained hit
doves lade the sky like stars
the snowy white peace
a starry night released
over San Xavier del Bac
the cactus fruit and prayer
alive in sanguine petals
the mission gold altar and pews
absolved en pleine air
i sip my keepsake coffee cup
2/11/2022
a whirlpool black and hot
I stir up for the moon
with just a twist and twirl
of this small silver spoon;
tonight I need no company
to wake me up,
guess it's enough, this maelstrom
in my coffee cup.
Here we sit
At a whistle stop, thinking
Over our coffee cup.
The steam curls up
And begs for attention.
But sitting, thinking,
In animated suspension,
We sit.
We wait.
Eager to get there.
But where?
So we sit.
And we wait.
Until perhaps,
Just perhaps,
Someone takes the bait.
Saturday
A sad rain teases the windows
Spring worms wriggle gleefully
Robins do a wing shake flash dance
Wet squirrels shake their tails
The cat paws at the litter box
Dogs in tiny raincoats hide their faces
The garden Buddha stoically drips
I ponder the rings of my coffee cup
Saturday
He
Whispers
Poetic words
In the heat of love
Dreaming of tomorrows truth
I fall onto a hopeless dream
Awaken
By the emptiness
Of rumbled bed sheets
The song birds singing on window sills
As the sun rises yet again and again and again
Coffee cup filled with tears, loneliness fills the years
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