Short Java Poems
Short Java Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Java by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Java by length and keyword.
An unshaven programmer tech
Drooled java on a Starbucks deck
His net earnings grew
As fooled patrons threw
Dinero to pay for his check
Categories:
java, humor, irony, money, nonsense, silly,
Form:
Limerick
As prose and verses are fabled,
the rain cats and dogs.
Love is endorphinated,
hug Dutch wife tightly.
A cup of Java,
occupied.
Nice?
Categories:
java, drink,
Form:
Epulaeryu
One takes a sip,
licking lips,
licking the rim.
Tongue hot, taste flavorful;
Sliding down throat deep asks
"May I have a refill? Please."
Categories:
java, food, social,
Form:
Free verse
My day ain't complete sans a cuppa java
And it must be as blisterin' hot as flowin' lava
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
Categories:
java, funny,
Form:
Couplet
No better brew in life can be found
then that made from the grounds
of self confidence, sweetened
with self command and topped
off with the cream of accomplishment.
Categories:
java, inspirational, philosophy, self, self,
Form:
Narrative
The sun peeps out over the horizon
Sleepy red eyelid, un-java-nated...
Fiery streaks soon emblazon the sky
Caffeine's supreme
~ Full steamy summer's day ahead
Categories:
java, color, summer, sun,
Form:
Imagism
Some days are winners, others are not
Jury's out but seems things have gone to pot
My mood's in the dumper
My world's split asunder
We've run out of java, my day is pure rot
Categories:
java, life,
Form:
Limerick
That first cup of java is there anything finer
Than the aroma that wafts past your nose at the diner
It's a joy unsurpassed
It's a sensory blast
But it's even finer sipping java in my recliner
Categories:
java, blessing,
Form:
Limerick
With a first sip of java I reach heaven's door
Come back to life and start soaring once more
Like a fairy type being
As I hold back my peeing
Mere mortals have rarely witnessed such beauty before
Categories:
java, silly,
Form:
Limerick
coffee's perking
mind is working
always in the past
pour a cup
to wake me up
wondering if it can last
another hour
java empowers
has the die been cast
drive to work
heart in a cirque
the feeling, vast
Categories:
java, introspection, love
Form:
Rhyme
Some days are winners, others are not
The jury's still out but seems today's gone to pot
My mood's in the dumper
My world's split asunder
We've run out of java, my day is pure rot
© Jack Ellison 2015
Categories:
java, addiction,
Form:
Limerick
That first cup of java, is there anything finer
Than the aroma that wafts past your nose at the diner
It's a joy unsurpassed
It's a sensory blast
But it's even finer sipping java in your recliner
© Jack Ellison 2015
Categories:
java, joy,
Form:
Limerick
That first cup of java, is there anything finer
Than the aroma that wafts past your nose at the diner
It's a joy unsurpassed
It's a sensory blast
But it's even finer sipping java in my old recliner
© Jack Ellison 2015
Categories:
java, joy,
Form:
Limerick
Skiing on a cup of java
the little ant got burned
Limping out to lick his wounds
he decided to return
Once again the ant was scalded
yet he seemed quite unconcerned
I guess that ants are just not programmed
for this lesson to be learned
Categories:
java, education, insect,
Form:
Rhyme
I am a coffee hound to say the least.
Without my java I can be a beast.
Just love that steaming cup
that warms and picks me up.
And productivity is much increased!
written October 22nd,2011
by Deb Wilson
for contest "Pick a Beverage-Any Beverage"
sponsored by Francine Roberts
Categories:
java, food, love,
Form:
Limerick
A man who enjoyed writing code
once took a wrong turn down a road.
Forsaking recursion,
he took an excursion,
now dabbles in sonnets and odes.
His java is still close at hand,
but now it is black and smells grand.
Who needs a compiler?
Just hike a two-miler;
the bugs are all out on the land.
Categories:
java, nature, work, writing,
Form:
Limerick
isolated leaves—
Coffea shrubs reach their stems
toward sole-hung sun
java shops murmur
—misty exhales from hushed mugs
loneliness is loud
Bean's journey from upturned earth
as vast as stem to sol in want
of contentment's overflown cup.
Facing our umbered reflections,
we drink, we drown, we want to trust.
Categories:
java, appreciation, food, journey,
Form:
Bio
New project in Java
And there is an old one to mend
In heart burning lava
Is on a quest for a frontend.
Meanwhile spring's in fast car,
Lilacs blossom, intoxicate
With smell and so we are
Happy on earth, never be late
For your personal call,
Your desire, ultimate mission,
Yes there are times of stall
But do follow intuition
Categories:
java, inspirational, spring,
Form:
Lyric
Sunday sunrise
breaking through
bay window
coffee brewing
the aroma inebriating
crossword puzzle
pencil in hand
and in the kitchen
dreamy wafts
of costa rica java
mingling with
perfumes of
strawberries
and waffles
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~CAFFEINE INFUSION~ 2020
AP: 3rd place 2021
Posted on May 9, 2019
Categories:
java, happy, home, morning, peace, time, uplifting,
Form:
Free verse
The coffee mug
that my ex-wife bought in London
has come to America.
Its printed message says, "Best Dad Ever."
30 years of morning coffee later
hot Java clears sleep from a clogged throat.
This day, I ponder on the merits
on not being the worst dad ever.
Luckily there are no mug logos
that convey only partial truths.
Categories:
java, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Pendragons these Titans dieties de facto herculean portent shores Poseidon's
Neptune her Olympus their oracles and Othello ? Robin redbreast genesis his sherwood
Forest knights of love's, round table time as Ganymede; to bear this cup ? Germane the goddess....
Angelus red it's wine a passage her ghost writer she, his lady Guinevere; fairytales lore de facto, dreams.
Categories:
java, angel, art, autumn,
Form:
I do not know?
another weekday
she awakens
to the sunrise aroma of
preset coffee brewing
her eyes still closed
she thinks about her day
and slowly starts to form
thoughts in her head
so much to do
so little time
a jolt of java
revs up the engine
give her a minute
she'll come to life
another sip
and there it is
it's all systems go!
AP: 1st place 2025
Categories:
java, day, morning,
Form:
Free verse
I am the greatest coffee drinker.
The best wide awake thinker.
I drink my java,
hotter than lava,
always black. I never tinker.
My Joe does not flow from a mug,
cause I down it from a gallon jug.
My coffee is the strongest,
and my buzz lasts the longest.
I hate to move slow, like a slug.
Christopher Bunton
Feb. 7, 2012
For the ridiculous self exaggeration contest
Categories:
java, funny,
Form:
Limerick
AWAKE IN LONG BEACH
awaiting the perk
from freshly brewed java
the lull in gull squabble over
a tide dredging up debris
blemishing beach
husband and wife
skiffs passing in night
each wake muster
“good morning”
sugar black coffee
crack boiled eggs
never a smile
their chink in armor
invisible
amour not at all
what it’s cracked up to be
Categories:
java, romance,
Form:
Verse
A LITTLE BIT ABOUT ME
I wake up in the morning – the thing that I do first
Is hurry to the bathroom – for fear my bladder will burst
Then I scrub in like a surgeon – and head for the coffee pot
Hoping that first cup of java – will truly hit the spot
By 8:00 I'm ready for my first nap of the day – and the bed seems so inviting
But rejoining my bride for a little love play – somehow is more exciting
Categories:
java, funny,
Form:
Rhyme