Bad (Coffee) Poetry Day

To all who stepped up to the mic, thanks for playing! Here is the winner and three honorable mentions from the submissions…

 (Note:  nom de plumes used when provided).



                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               I once drank a coffee so dark

It made me sit up and bark

I added some cream and started to dream

And that’s when I invented the quark

(by Alphons Instine)  

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      HONORABLE MENTIONS   


the thickness of time plods through my life

leaving me in a fog of dailiness   

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          my humdrum life

pizza, popcorn, an occasional dark chocolate,

endless coffeecups

repetitious sameness

a treadmill existence                 

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              I measure out my life in teaspoons

filled with tedium

Bleak House rests on my nightstand

listless, uneasy, and irritated

I become Prufrock                           

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              I play solitaire at an empty table

watch cable news crawl across the screen

listen for cell phone rings, tweets, and twitters

daydream and doodle

I’m asleep by eight, sometimes ten


                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              I know the pain of unused powers

empty wasted

unclaimed possiblities    

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             Take a nap

(by Pat Spilseth of )   

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       Warmed over coffee

Acid Reflux in a cup

Starbucks, were are thou?

(by Marian)

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         “ODE TO COFFEE”

I wake up in the morning

Looking forward to my brew

It helps me put in line

All the things I need to do

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            It gives me a little jump start

To begin my day

And even in the afternoon

When I begin to stray

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         But never in the evening

Do I dare partake

‘Cause throughout the night

I’m sure to stay awake

(by Buzz A’Longfellow)


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