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My Coffee, My Book and Me

A misty, rainy morning and
it's back to bed for me.
My coffee drips invitingly.
My current book lies dog-eared
at stopping place,
from last personal quality time.
What else can I do
but plump my pillows
and climb in?
You would too.
With hot libation,
and mental laxation,
peace is mine.

coffee cup

Air Freshener

Brown bubbles skate across
the smooth, scalding surface,
and cluster at the lip
of the hot mug of dark brew.
They jostle each other,
and murmur steamy coffee stories.
Each anxious
to be the first to burst,
and flick her rich, pungent scent
into the crisp, clean air
of early morning.