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medium roast
by Carolyn Covillei move regular flavored coffee to the side,
begin to brew my blueberry cobbler,
it's sweet aroma refreshing the room
when SHE comes in,
she grabs another pot, changes the filter,
and fills it with her medium roast
i get pushed to the back burner.
06/15/2005 Author's Note: who would have thought there'd be metaphors in the re-arranging of coffee pots at work...
Posted on 08/02/2005
Copyright © 2025 Carolyn Coville
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by JD Clay on 08/08/05 at 02:31 AM There's an interesting allegorical dynamic at work here, given your job and the food chain, et al. Good stuff, Carolyn.
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| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 08/11/05 at 02:15 PM Nobody said like was fair. As an avowed coffee drinker, (prefer to keep it simple - Columbian's my favorite) I enjoyed this warm poetic snapshot. Talk about synchronicity...as I sip a mug of java on coffee break. |
| Posted by Ava Blu on 09/28/05 at 03:22 AM there's always someone thinking they're more important than everyone else, eh? well, tell her thanks for being enough of a self-centered b*tch to inspire poetry. =) |
| Posted by Christina Bruno on 10/11/05 at 10:08 PM great analogy! ;) where have you been? *hugs* |
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