Coffee Break
A fresh start Like cold autumn air Pulling back the heat curtain To reveal brisk brightness That bites at the lungs And steams out your mouth. A cup of hot coffee Vapor currents dancing From its circular rim… So it begins
And we scan the horizon For Hot Air Balloons That aren't rising this year. No mass ascension To draw your attention Away from the boring end of summer.
In this Covid time No gathering sublime to race off into the sunrise.
Here we sit and take a sip of our cooling coffee at the breakfast table unable to escape another day.