Coffee cup, stolen;
a roommate who left his mess.
Now MY reindeer mug.
coffee
GUEST SUBMISSION – “Two”
by Amy Dunlap
A meal to honor
Two drinks two years ago, time
Spent beginning We.
Coffee Can, Man
The coffee man can
’cause he mixes it with love,
makes the world taste good.
Wham Bam, No Thank You Ma’am OR I Eat Like a Fool
Abruptly, morning
ends with a bang then whimper
#orangejuicecoffeetoast…
Guest Submission #13 – “Morning Joe OR Haiku in the Style of Alex Burgoyne”
by Dan DiPiero
In the receding
black water, the sloshing sand
I see my future
Bookend Your Days Right
Coffee is magic
and whiskey is the clear eyes
of nighttime lamp-light.
Stomping Feet, Coffee Treat
The morning creeps in
with no audible motion,
breaks with commotion.
BRING ME A SANDWICH AND A COFFEE or iloveyouandi’msorryi’majerk
Working on papers
and avoiding lunch, others.
PROcrastination.
Also, hate writing papers
hate feeling need to write more
UPDATE and CAFFEEEEEIIIIINNNNEEE
Realizing that I
haven’t updated in a
moon. Lots of things are
happening, so I
haven’t had the thought. A piece,
written by me, is
is going to be
performed on my recital.
Piece: based on haiku,
also by me. I
hear that Aaron Quinn composed
a piece based my
haiku, but I have
yet to hear it. Bombard his
page, both to ask for
a listen, but to
also look at his things, like
THIS and THIS and THIS.
Coffee and Coffee and Coffee and Coffee
Also, the amount
of urine I have expelled
today brings concern…
Break and the Lost Art of Quiet, Times and Voices
Morning time before
sun and birds, drip coffee, toast.
Broken: fixed and sun.
The Rage is Back With A Vengence and its Fuel is a Powerful Multiplier
There are three factors
that contribute to my mood.
Absence makes so(u)l(e)s shake.
Rageahol and Its Chemical Similarities to Coffea Canephora
Sometimes I forget
Without food, coffee acts as
RAGE magnifier
And sprinkles disdain
Unto all situations
Bitter, distasteful
School and My Big Watch Telling Time By the Cup; Drip or French Press
Tick tocking in. Way –
Over my head. Ready: done.
Though, many new brews.
Coffee and Starch Does Not a Good Diet Make
When I don’t eat right,
Propensity toward grump( )ness
Need to eat some green
Cute Girls and Coffee are the Bane of My Existence OR Womp.
Coffee me please. “Room?”
No thanks. (Say something. More. NOW!)
“Anything else?” No.
April Seems To Enter With A Whimper…
Spring in Ohio
I want to sit and coffee
Alas, cold, cloudy
School is Perpetual – So is Chaos and Coffee Consumption and Plant Growth (Hopefully).
Winter quarter was
lulling me into bored death.
Over. Start over.
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