FIRST A STRECH
THEN A PEEP
MUST I WAKE?
THOUGHTS OF SLEEP
MORE LIGHT IN
BUT DARKNESS CALLS
TURNING OVER
FOOTPRINT FALLS
DAY LIGHT, SON LIGHT
BUT DARK SEEMS WARM
SMELL HIS COFFEE
COMPELLING CALM
FIRST CUP IN
DARKNESS WAINS
WAKENS THOUGHTS
REBIRTH PAINS
SECOND CUP
OVER FLOWS
SIN HIS SUP
DRINKS MY WOES
ALL TO GAIN
BUT SLEEP STILL CALLS
WORLD OF PAIN
PROTECTOR’S WALLS
WAKEN’D TO DAY
THRU MY VEINS
SAV’D FROM SHADOWS
HOPE STAYS PAIN
ERE DAY FADES
AM I TO SLEEP
COFFEE FROM GOD
MY SOUL WILL KEEP
A contest entry
- Tea and Cake by cricketjeff.
1000 points, ended August 7, 17 entries
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Nicely rhymed and an enjoyable poem all round
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thanks
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This coffee does seem godlike. I also find it quite life sustaining and find it difficult to function without it. Just one quibble re the last verse -- too much coffee and you may not be ABLE to sleep! Or maybe you're one of those fortunate people who is immune to that and can drink cup after cup with no insomnia.
Love this write.
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A very light hearted poem. A little chuckle with a great discription in a metephoric tone. You captured the feeling perfectly.
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thanks - I'm not the coffee drinker I used to be...mybe one cup a week...but I remember those days...
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Delightful Poem
This was such a pleasure to read.
Sounds like a great cup of coffee to wake up too. 
Gee where do I get some. I loved the rhyme and flow. Made for a very joyful read. Thank you for sharing with us. Best of luck my friend.
Bless you,
Sandy
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