Sunday, June 23, 2013

Coffee


The second cup
sings the first

the first
the universe

soft abed
hair about arrayed

untamed in love
of everything


6 comments:

Jan said...

Love that first cup of coffee when I wake-up with my "bed hair".

Then after the second cup I am ready to start my day...lol!

I can't say it enough, William...I love your way with words, my writer friend!

William Michaelian said...

So very nice of you, Jan — so nice, in fact, I think I’ll enjoy the words slowly, sip by sip.

-K- said...

If my memory is correct (and its a very pleasant memory), coffee in bed, whether its the first cup or second, is a luxury I haven't in more than 25 years.

William Michaelian said...

And I, never. I wonder if that’s why the thought didn’t even cross my mind. The universe soft abed, though — now that’s something else entirely.

~im just only me~ said...

I have half a mind to send you a fresh brewed cup of coffee every day just to see what words you would come up with :D Lovely.

William Michaelian said...

Thanks. And I have half a mind, period. Still, it would make for an intriguing experiment....