Coffee is back

Many years as distant friends

have collapsed in a blink

and sank into a hot cup that reassures

my hand and my wild thoughts.

Regret tastes not good

to me and is a dish I do not order.

Even a cup of coffee can be half full.

FREE material: MOTTOs

I have sometimes short sentences popping up that motivate me and like to sketch them and keep them on my desk. Here you find one inviting you to take time to write some poetry.

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