The Scent of a Summons

I tend to write about the more serious and philosophical things in life, so here is a play on that with some lighter and more playful content. A poem on caffeinated dependency.

A craving that's aching

Your essence, no mistaking -
The scent of a summons,
But there is no escaping.

The coffee consumes me
In the way that it woos me.
The energy, a promise,
Of something that moves me.

Reviews

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

I love any coffee or tea poem.
It’s a lifelong obsession for me
Great write

[Carrie]

Nice. You made a plain cup of coffee read delicious

[Neville]

This is really cool .. tis bigger n packs a punch far greater than most whimseys I've come across in a long long time .. kind of made my mouth curl up at the edges too don'tcha know .. Neville

[Mysilentembrace]

It delights me to hear your mouth curled at the edges as you read through it. Thank you for sharing your appreciation, Newville!