Reflections on the Thirteenth Week of Summer – Coffee Pot Poetry
Before he goes to bed, Spence measures coffee and pours water into the
coffee maker so it's ready for our son Charlie to push the button in the
wee hours of the morning. And sometimes, both men leave each other
poems on hand-held, dry erase boards. I eavesdropped on these
conversations and dubbed them Coffee Pot Poetry.
Here are some examples.
To Eschew Caffeine
Spence
to eschew caffeine
will make you mean
and sleepy—
Stay alert today
Charlie
Once one’s life’s has gone askew
Simply hoping for anew
will get
you not
a lot
Hand to Mouth
Spence
Hand to mouth
Knee to toe
Everyone get up & go
Charlie
Slinking slowly
Center sound
Buckle up and
Hit the ground
Bespoke is No Joke
Spence
Bespoke is no joke
This brew is for you
Charlie
Revoke your bespoke
Unacceptable brew
There’s no coffee for cats
They will have to make do