boil
you slow-to-bubble philistine
whey-face
of wasted time
he is talking to
at
the milk
poured into a saucepan
on the stovetop
the brown grumbler
is roaring it’s head off at me
and you
you
are not even trying
haste
or I’ll tip you out
and start over
he doesn’t mean that
not really
but judging the sweet timing
that brings coffee
to percolation
at the same time
as milk to the boil
is art rather than science
and his agitation
to achieve precision
itself boils over into impatience
when he has to wait on one element
or the other
there
there you are
crooning now
bubble bubble
the whole surface over
bubbles
now I can quick you
to the cup
the coffee is still complaining
a slightly slower scowl
in the percolator
nothing has been lost
the flavor
bitter
sweet
who knows
perhaps his routine
of distress and irritability
had an alchemical effect
ahhh
regardless
it is his way
to the higher place
and every day
he gets there
~
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Author:
Frank Prem (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Happy New Year to all at MPS. Catch you next year.
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Comments5
A fine write Frank.
Happy new year, O.
Great piece to end the year with - happy new year Frank.
Happy New Year, Michael.
The coffee brewing ritual honed to the level of art! Well portrayed, Frank. And a happy new year to you!
Happy New Year, Louis.
A Bubblicious write Frank!
I love it as much as
I love my coffee!
Happy New Year 🎆
Happy New Year Laura. Glad you enjoyed the piece. It seems like an endless topic - coffee making. I'll be hoping for more this year.
May your art taste wonderful Frank. Happy New New.
Thank you GF.
Happy New Year to you and to your dear ones.
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