Three-Day Coffee Cinquain Challenge — Day 3


Okay! We’re finishing up the first full month of 2021 on a great note: with coffee and cinquain. What better combination is there?
(Well …. maybe coffee and chocolate … but we’ll do that again later.)

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Ooopsie!
Don’t want to spill
Or waste a single drop
Of this delicious coffee in
My cup.


Three-Day Coffee Cinquain Challenge — Day 2


I admit that for this Day 2 cinquain I did not use the actual word coffee. But I stand by the poem as indicative of the allure and satisfaction that only coffee can bring. 🙂

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Ready.
How much longer?
Your fragrance titillates.
We’re trembling in our saucers now.
Hurry!


Three-Day Coffee Cinquain Challenge — Day 1

I decided it’s time I wrote about coffee again, and I like to challenge myself to write about a common topic in an uncommon way. So I’ve decided to close out January with a 3-day challenge to myself to write a brand new coffee cinquain for the last 3 days of the month. And if any of my viewers would like to join the challenge, you are very welcome to do so. Just write your own coffee cinquain on your own site and hop over here and put the link to it in the Comment Window below. If you’re not familiar with cinquain, you can find an explanation on my poetry site at this link: Ahyoka/Cinquain.

So let’s get started with Day 1’s poem.

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My day
Is starting right:
My coffee’s black and hot,
My cup entwined in happy leaves.
Content.


 

Coffee Is A Poem – Day 7

Well, here we are at day 7 of this series already. This poem will finish up our little coffee adventure. Hope you’ve enjoyed it as much as I have. And today I’ve chosen to use Cinquain — one of my favorite poetic forms — to render my coffee thoughts.


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DELIGHTFUL DRINK

Coffee:
Delightful drink.
Beverage of choice world-wide.
Stimulates yet comforts body
And soul.


Coffee Is A Poem – Day 6


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CHOCOLATE’S BEST FRIEND

I have a stash of chocolate standing by.
I like to keep some extra when I can.
For when I’m feeling jittery or blue,
Chocolate is the most effective plan.

But chocolate works much better with a friend.
A cup of coffee sets it off just right.
Choc’late and coffee are a perfect blend,
Indulging both at once — a great delight!

So now I’m off to put the coffee on
And get out one of my favorite mugs.
Once it’s brewed I’ll curl up with my treats.
Coffee and choc’late are like a comfort hug.


Coffee Is A Poem – Day 4


THE HEALTHY BEVERAGE

Coffee’s good for many things, according to reports:
It stops a headache fast as any meds.
Science tells us that it can protect from heart disease
And certain kinds of cancer hold in check.
Neurologists have proven coffee quickens brain response
And stress and tension it can help release.
It’s nice to know my favorite bev’rage is so good for me.
I wonder how it works for soaking feet.


Coffee Is A Poem – Day 3


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HOW TO SPELL COFFEE

C is for the comfort
That comes from every cup.
O for turn the switch ‘ON’ — leave it there.
The first F is for fragrance;
The aroma is unique.
The second F for friends with whom I share.
The first E is for eating
Something yummy with each cup.
The last E for erase: Gone are my cares!


Coffee Is A Poem – Day 2


BY THE POT

Drinking coffee by the cup is fine
If my day is going well,
And works getting done on time.
But lately I’ve been having quite a lot
Of days when I need coffee by the pot.

A cup or two a day is pretty norm.
And that satisfies my soul
With its fragrance rich and warm.
But days this year — normal they are not!
So now I’m drinking coffee by the pot.


Coffee Is A Poem – Day 1

How about a week of coffee poems? Are you up for that, Readers???  Well, I need to lighten my mood this week, and coffee does that for me. So get ready for 7 days of “Coffee Is A Poem.” 

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HAPPY PLACE

The mornings now are frosty;
A nip is in the air.
My favorite month — October — 
Is golden everywhere.
And even though I’m bothered
By some aggravating cares,
I have a fine elixir — 
Ah, it’s fragrance fills the air:
I’m brewing up some coffee,
And I’ve made enough to share.
I’m yearning for my ‘Happy Place.’
Come, Coffee — take me there.