I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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18 November 2014

On Coffee — haiku and tanka

After looking at beautiful tea haiku in the journal brass bell, I was inspired to create some about my preferred beverage, coffee. I couldn't resist making some tanka on the subject as well.

morning coffee
the daily news
on facebook


black and hot
his eyes


he liked it
‘black as sin, hot as hell,
strong as death’
but coffee wasn’t
the drug that killed him


he orders
two-shot espresso
mine is
skinny cappuccino  
can we be compatible?


black coffee
at my elbow
black cat
sprawled beside me
morning can begin


new morning
strong black coffee
sipped slowly


the coffee tastes bitter
lonely morning



  1. Enjoyed all of these. Must check out that journal.

  2. Love the idea to reflect different moods through the coffee. Please, keep it up x