Coffee at Night
When the sun has set and the dew falls,
when all is quiet and the whippoorwill calls,
take your mug of coffee and settle on the porch.
Watch the twinkling stars in the velvet sky,
and see if all is not well as the night drifts by.
Campfire & Brew
Campfire twigs grudgingly
hiss and spit,
as they flick indignant sparks
into the chilly dawn.
And my coffee brews.
and flippantly twirls
its steamy tendrils
into the crisp, mountain morning.
from tin pot to tin cup,
Life is good.
From the chapbook “Rich Flavors” (c)1999 Holland Writing and Publishing
Midwest Poetry Review, SA-De Books (defunct), and Poetry Motel. She is also a crafter and artist, and enjoys motivating others. Ms. Holland lives in northeast Florida and is working on several books to be published through CreateSpace.
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