She loved a good emoji
as much as strong coffee
Today’s brew though-
brought back memories of Popeye.
Each morning before delicious coffee bean juice is extracted, I write something for the day on my mug in texta. A coffee mantra of sorts. Today, the coffee spoke for itself. Hands did not reach for the texta. Not wanting to strain your imagination, a representation awaits your eyes (featured image).
Today’s poem was inspired by poems written here —-> The Occasional Musing of Peter J. Thomas. Wonderful, honest, witty and playful poetry- that give your day sunshine with a chance of rain. I have found myself lolling at almost everyone, legitimate lolling. Not modern day lolling which are full of lies. People writing Lol to each other and not actually laughing-out-loud. A sad deflation of an already abbreviated figure of speech. My sincere condolences are with you dear Lol. Anyway, be sure to have a mouse scroll gander at Peter’s blog, preferably with a The Strongest Coffee. Here are a few of my favourite poems…