Poetry Thursday–It’s Just a Cup of Coffee

Hello, I’ve returned! 🙂

Today, I have another spectacular poem that I wrote before one of my classes began today.  (I arrive at most of my classes early ….)

Anyways, just for the record.

  • Yes, I walk fast.
  • Yes, I drink a lot of coffee.
  • No, I didn’t run into anyone and spill my coffee.

It’s all … a metaphor.  Because, that’s how you do poetry.

It’s Just a Cup of Coffee

Shaking hands can barely
hold a five dollar
cup of coffee. Drips spill
from a paper lid. A burned tongue
to go with purple eyed stamps
of exhaustion. Is this a test?
Is there a
Test Today? Pick up speed—
walking faster now. Determination
is a thing that can kill.
Fingers tighten around a burning
cup, steam tickles nose as
the cup lifts for a drink.
But two shoulders collide
Instead and the coffee
Spills.
Everywhere.


I hope you found your own meaning in this poem, because that’s what I wanted you to do. ❤

Thank you so much for reading!  I’ll have another poem next week!

Have a lovely day, you lovely reader, you!

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