Java (poem) by Donna Maris on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Steve Reichard (Reader)

Reviewed on December 15, 2003

Excellent work Donna:) still as great of a writer as ever:)

Reviewed by Alexandra* OneLight*� Authors & Creations

Reviewed on November 6, 2003

Mmmmmmm :0)!... My loving relationship is with a black panther of a coffee blend (robusta, colombia, San Tom� and a touch of arabica for aroma), stirred with a cinnamon stick, but in fact, I enjoy anything - drink, dessert, sweets - that tastes of coffee very much indeed. Delightful write, mi Amiga, and that grumpy fluffy cat is just to die for (there was a cat who used to "own" me in the past. Her name was... Cafe�na ^x^ lol! )
~Alexandra~

Reviewed by Patrick Cassidy (Reader)

Reviewed on June 19, 2003

A true love poem. I am a bit more inclined to taking my caffein via (double) soy lattes, but the effect and venue is still the same.

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on June 16, 2003

i like my coffee black (or with a little bit of chickory for Cajun style), but nothing else! LOL but i am more of a coke drinker (WITHOUT ice, thankyouverymuch!). cute write; i'll be glad to join ya for a cup of java! (((HUGS))) and love, your friend in texas, karen lynn. :)

Reviewed by Calendula Petal (Reader)

Reviewed on June 16, 2003

you almost persuaded me to like it after reading this.

Reviewed by Marie Wadsworth

Reviewed on June 15, 2003

I'm not a coffee drinker myself. But even the simplest thing like a cup of coffee can be a poem. Again you use the rap element. Both techniques work for you well.

Reviewed by Bob Holt (Reader)

Reviewed on June 15, 2003

Hey, nice job! There's no better over-the-counter addiction that I know. And I've got a lot of screws that need tightening.

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)

Reviewed on June 15, 2003

Could almost smell the coffee! Good one Donna.

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Reviewed on June 15, 2003

Nice one!.....Makes me crave for it now....

May Lu a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)

Reviewed by Merrill Vaughan (Reader)

Reviewed on June 15, 2003

Being a coffee drinker year round I enjoyed the smell of freshly ground coffee beans as I read your words. I like mine hot with cream and sugar. Care to share a cup with me? (_)?
Butch

Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)

Reviewed on June 15, 2003

Cute one. Love to smell it grinding, brewing, whatever.

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on June 15, 2003

(((donna)))

i like mine black--no sugar or creamer YUM

excellent write...will you join me for a cuppa? :)

(((HUGS))) and love,

karla. :)

Reviewed by John Bidwell

Reviewed on June 15, 2003

Oh this is wonderful.
I would have to argue that sex beats a cup of coffee by a very wide margin.
However, coffee you can really depend on getting some, and getting it your way.
Wonderful poem.
John

Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie

Reviewed on June 15, 2003

Ha! I loved this, Excellent! Love my coffee,

Reindeer

Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)

Reviewed on June 15, 2003

Donna,
This is so creative and my favorite;)
Java Java Java - "un taz du cafe"
I love mine Hazelnut,Amaretto ,
served with biscotti ala carte, "
You really get into these pieces I love that!!!!!!!
Peggy

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on June 15, 2003

Yip I agree.....nothing....not even sex beats a nice cuppa!!! "Ricoffy" my brand...two spoonsful,two sweetners...black.....uncountable amount per day......keeps my stress away!!

Love
Tinka