The Bonhomie of the Coffee Club
One of life’s greatest pleasures, I have to say
Is joining with friends on Coffee Club day
And as we all gather round this steaming libation
The brew is transformed like some precious oblation
As we savour the mixture of espresso or latte
Americano, cappuccino, or fine macchiato
Café Cubano, cortado or simple flat white
These wonderful flavours our palates excite
But perhaps even more than these tastes so exotic
Is the joy of companionship almost hypnotic
‘Cause when you’re together with like-minded friends
Our everyday worries we soon learn to transcend
So perhaps in place of a doctor’s prescription
And even now at the risk of a mild new addiction
Why not succumb to the Coffee Club’s charms
And relax oh so gently in caffein’s warm arms?
Ken Fisher
Ken saying it like it is. Nice one..good to know you hear the voices of your companions.
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Glad you enjoyed the poem and the coffee too!
Ken
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Regret not having gotten around to Coffee Club but, nevertheless, had it in various, individual homes *smile*. That’s a start. I’ll be back. With haste.
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