Don’t Kill The Coffee

Don’t Kill The Coffee

 

  Don’t you dare kill the coffee, she said ..

Pour the water on slowly and then,

  

stir it clockwise, with love and affection ..

She was crazy like that, but I loved her

  

so much and always called her mummy ..

 

Reviews

[Light and ashes]

Interesting? Don't know what to think of this, but I love coffee as well.

[Neville]

I don't know what else to say except cheers ...maybe.

[Light and ashes]

Lol.. :) ...

[FGFRANKLIN]

Oh, instant coffee...I don't think that's love of the bean at all. (laughing) I will not drink instant coffee but I drink a pot of fresh brewed Colombian every day. But your poem is sweetly sentimental and warm with remembrance. I enjoyed the read.

[Neville]

I was introduced to Colombian coffee in Medellin on my way to Bogota when visiting my daughter who was working with the street homeless there a few years back .. it's not bad with yucca, bread and chocolate .. But I digress, thank you Fabian. N

[FGFRANKLIN]

Sounds like you raised a good kid. My oldest worked in Philly with the homeless and then went to South Africa as a charity administrator. She's now a doula working with military wives as they go through pregnancy. She's married to a special forces Master Sergeant and has her fourth on the way. She has two girls and a boy so I'm hoping this will be another boy to help level the playing field for little man in the house of girls while daddy is away training soldiers.

[Neville]

sounds like a reasonable plan from where I'm standing .. good luck to all of them.

[Chris Shaw]

All those little sayings and expressions our mums have left us with, as part of their legacy. Quaint, but so endearing is this one Neville.

Eat your greens and peas, or no pudding, still rings in my ears even now.

Chris

[Neville]

there are lots of them aren't there .. mother sayings, I mean .. probably as many as there are mothers themselves I imagine .. from what you say, I wouldn't be surprised if ours knew each other .. maybe .. Ta.

Neville