NaPoWriMo (I Didn’t Know This Existed Until Today)

Poem for day 1:

 

Brown and tan.

Foamy in a stemmed glass.

Condensation’s perspirations

Slide down alongside dewy drops.

Fresh cut lime nudges the nostrils.

 

A sweet sour coffee creation

Built on ice

In a Boston tin

Shaken and strained

Into a chilled glass.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s