I cannot start my day without my coffee
But that hasn’t been the case lately,
For my days don’t end at all
Just like the drag of possibility.
Entangled in this web, I barely find sleep
For no matter how hard I try, we both remain suspended.
The distance between my table and the coffee isn’t steep
And yet we remain unblended.
Is the pursuit of possibility so important
That I lose touch with my coffee?
You tell me, because I am distorted
For I haven’t had a nice cup of coffee.
Choose coffee sometimes!
The Poet and the Pen 
Who knew that the subject of coffee could be so well-connected to life’s pursuits of importance? 🙂
I enjoyed this one. From the words you used, such as, “possibility”, or lines you used, such as, “And yet we remain unblended”. It is interesting, to say the least.
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Thank you so much for this beautiful comment. Made my day.
Happy to see that you resonated with my words.
Cheers and have a great day! 🙂
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Coffeeboy 👍
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Thanks 🙂
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Most welcome
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