Tag: Press Pot

• Time for Coffee

  

  I remember             bringing you                         a cup of coffee Not so very long             ago it was                         sunrise Too early to be             awake the sky                         darkened Fog was lifting over             the pines on                         the hilltop You were snoring lightly             eyes not quite                         open Placing the cup, I…

  artiecamenzind

  September 5, 2020

  !is this a time poem?, time machine, Time Poems

  Major Dickason Blend, Press Pot