You Kill the Joe…

Don’t leave it empty,

I just might cry.

No coffee? Not any?

I want to die.

Who could have done this?

How can it be?

Why would they do this,

Especially to me?

You kill the joe,

You make some mo!

Filed under: Poetry Tagged: Coffee, Yeah Write

Bubbles…

Bubbles

Tiny and light

Dancing on the cat’s nose

Who’s, coincidentally, named

Bubbles.

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FSF

Filed under: Poetry Tagged: Cinquain, FSF