coffee on a rainy day (poem) by audrine max on AuthorsDen

coffee on a rainy day
by audrine max → (All Poetry by audrine max)
Wednesday, June 22, 2022 Rated "G" by the Author.

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coffee on a rainy day is like the peace and quiet whilst sitting in the middle of these proud yellow rice fields the sun's rays touching my cheek mixed with the coldness of the air coffee on a rainy day is like your dogs jumping at you with so much joy licking your face and hearing them almost utter you are here! you are here! oh boy you are here! after you being gone for a few hours coffee on a rainy day is like seeing your favorite person walk by your house gate and you both gave each other this knowing stare a playful smile on his face as he wave out to you and say such a good day, love coffee on a rainy day is like coming home after a physically laborious day to the softest mattress with new sheets on the bed pillows just captured the warmth of sunshine's breath as it cuddles and pampers your tired aching body coffee on a rainy day is like listening to the whistling wind accompanied by the sound of a distant violin capturing your breath leading you to such stillness there is silence in the soul though the melody goes on and the children outside oh how they sing so out of tune but within you you hear only the voices of them cherubims whatever it is you prefer a cup of tea, a freshly squeezed juice, a refreshing glass of water or the good old me each day is wonderful for those who choose it to be. ©

Reviewed by E Phillips

Reviewed on June 22, 2022

Coffee on a rainy day swinging in a hammock near audrine. Headsets, love songs, what could be better? Shhh. Don't tell anyone I said that.

Reviewed by Poets Soul

I can tell you like your coffee a lot. I aways say, "what ever gets you through the day or night". I enjoy my coffee also, but probably not as much as you do. lol

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Reviewed by Ronald Hull

A peaceful and very tranquil glide with you through your day fueled by coffee and the delightful scenes all around you. That does make for a happy life. And I'm sure coffee stimulates a need to get busy and write another poem.

Ron