Coffee in the Morning

I move through my mornings like a sloth awakening

from a coma

mindlessly groping for my fix which is beckoning

to me

the need for comfort and warmth

from my first cup of coffee

the smell of that savory brew

invigorates me through and through

the burst of energy it gives is a pleasure

every day

when I imbibe my liquid measure

of coffee – my morning mainstay

Author: Dave Stancliff

Retired newspaper editor/publisher, veteran, freelance writer, blogger. Married 44 years. Independent thinker. A sense of humor. Defender of truth. Give my poems, essays and short stories a try. I look forward to meeting you.

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