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coffee, coffee inspiration, creative writing, inspiration, life, poem, Poetry, spilled ink, spilled thoughts, spilled words
I may have been indulging in a little writery stuff ‘elsewhere’. I know! Shocking! But I thought I’d post this one from there to here because it’s so me…
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Wait.
Ut-uh,
Don’t you dare.
Whisht.
Black gold.
Bitter liquid.
Feel it warm.
Feel it wake.
Feel it enable.
Swirling vortex
Pulsing energy,
Life blood.
Okay, you can talk to me now.
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© Juliette Turrell
Yeah, I know what it means to need an infusion of coffee and can so relate!
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I’m a little unpredictable, on the human side, without my coffee….
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Haha! Yes! High five to you, sexy. I see why you liked my Ode, now 😉
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