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Lyn-Purcell Jul 2018
Looking at pictures
Running water heals my soul
Tea's brewing away
Listen to running water as you work!
Green tea's a brewin'
Lyn ***
Lyn-Purcell Jul 2018
Tea
While the bread rises,
I grab my loose leaf green tea
Brew to my delight
I LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVVVVVVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE HERBAL TEA!
Green tea, especially!
Lyn ***
^-^
Colm May 2017
Let the wind and rain on this dreary day refresh your mind, and seep into this, the very corners of your soul. That way we can drink in the storm together. Instead of our midweek coffee, hot, we'll brew this Friday morning cold, and sip until the weekend appears. Polite and unfolding, as the packet of paper and its peers, for the cream is sweet enough for the cold brew itself. And so I ask of you. Would you drink in a metaphor or two with me, just for a break? In order to take away, from the truth of day which has yet to grow but an hour old. Let the wind and rain suppress all thought, as we sit beside, in the room of old. Breaking, waiting for the will-less voice which always seems to sleer and say...get back to work you sleepy, seeping, sipping souls. Take your supposed spice coffee calling called cold brew and go.
From a windows. Shockingly enough.
Wordsinalign Apr 2017
Pungent coffee stains with the magnificent for company,
I spill a drop in a background of shiny metals creating an orchestral symphony.
Sitting in the boulevard I chase words into poetry,
Alongside the parades of chaos singing a different symmetry.
I write of sunsets, birds, kisses and seas,
I even write about branches on broken trees;
Of tales where the hero is the villain,
and those who felt pain in dol multipled them a trillion.
Of lonesome characters that wrote letters of love,
they even defied their gods above.

It was his eyes that made me drink black coffee,
no sugar, no cream, not even toffee.
Deep, dark and bitter was the way he was;
I even went to ‘Home Bakery’ just because.
Decoctions of coffee comforted my freezing moments,
heartbreak came to me in brief installments.
Like most of my men with no names,
my heart burned without any flames.

I love him like I love my coffee,
and you must believe me when I say
I will perish like the aroma of the first brew.
Colm Jan 2017
From brews, to baseball, to the Caesar salads we both like to eat

You were the potential just out of reach
The distant hope, the fear internalized
The not knowing when, or how, or if, we would ever meet

For once, for real, instead of on screens
Like the reflections in my galleries
I see you now in photos with him
Seeing both what is and could’ve been

Yet there you are by your father's side
Striding down the aisle inside, of another man’s church
Another man’s mind    

I just hope that he loves baseball like me
And that he can paint the corners outside
Almost perfectly, just like a Rembrandt

Though I missed you this time by a single stride
I never felt like the game began
Because we both looked down that distant road
And you, glanced back, at a map inscribed

On that, with this, I bid you goodbye, and wish you well until the 9th
Best wishes. In earnest.
deprivedkat Dec 2016
..

COFFEE

..

Dear coffee,
Oh so lukewarm and freshly brewed,
Feel free to leave me in a sweetened and satisfying mood.
© December 5, 2016 deprivedkat
Gloom Says Oct 2016
I cannot find the love
I thought by now I would
But that doesn't make me sad
when maybe it should

I have always been this way
Nothing's new

A reminiscing drink
for their old love
And a practicing ground
for the new

I am and have always been
just another
Cold brew
Sally A Bayan Sep 2016
(10wx2)


~...i'm balancing ~...~...~
~...~...~ wading on cool
~...~...~...serene waters
...~...~...preparing
~...~...~...to douse,

.....a volcano,
...burning fervidly...
.......................
imperatively,
it musn't spew
..........its brew.  


Sally


Copyright September 17, 2016
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
***once, an angry bird...***
Sir Loin Jun 2016
I'm feeling so tired now, always complaining about my day
Feeling so tired now
I wanna live another way
Don't wanna get lost in the clouds
I wanna drink my life away

I wanna feel the same
I wanna feel the same
Don't wanna feel the same
Dont wanna feel the same

I'm feeling more than High I don't mind
You're not a thought on my mind
And when your coming down
She'll be there by your side

Don't wanna feel the same
Don't wanna feel the same
Don't wanna feel the Same
Don't wanna feel, don't wanna feel the
same
I play music under Sir ****, these are lyrics to one of my songs
https://m.soundcloud.com/user79843149/under-the-influence-of-a-repetitive-mind
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