Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Morning Coffee

You sat with your black coffee
I my morning tea,
and when you looked at me
I could taste young marigold honey,
though there was none on the table

You spoke that word - "forever"
I said "Yes", that I would have the time
and am able
to go on sharing morning coffee,
and any tastes of honey
but here - there was none on the table..

bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2010


Posted for Jingle's Poetry Potluck Monday

27 comments:

  1. forever is like ... never mind

    brilliant

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  2. The quiet surrender, the word play is dynamic coupled with the photography makes the whole piece one gorgeous read.

    "I could taste young marigold honey" ~ Love that line.

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  3. love it! there was none on my table as well - but - guess i feel the taste of morning coffee, honey and forever on my tongue…yeah - i definitely feel it

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  4. Not on the table.... but everywhere around

    Beattiful!

    ;)

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  5. This was truly wonderful !!! loved this :)

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  6. That's odd...this appeared on my blog list a day or so ago, but when I tried to see it, it wasn't there. Now it is. Oh well.

    This has the feel of something from decades ago. Maybe it is the accompanying picture, but I think it is more than that. I really like it.

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  7. All the honey you taste does not come from bees!
    Lovely.

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  8. sweet,
    it hits home,
    coffee, tea, love, and more...
    very heart warming piece.

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  9. What a wonderful play on words! I love the picture you've chosen to go with it--perfect!

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  10. Wow wonderful~~~~I love it =3 sweetness is everywhere when there is love!=3

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  11. This is the stuff love is made of. Gorgeous, bkm.

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  12. saying yes to forever...the mundane and thenuminus connect in your poem and bring forth a moment that transcends...um...hmmm...everything!

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  13. A lovely image-- the surprise of the taste. But I can't tell if it is disappointment or satisfaction at the end...

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  14. Ah! That taste of honey... Perfect.

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  15. Nice photograph apt to your poem.well done

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  16. forever.. ah, thats a tricky word.. sort of... nice image and verse! :)

    My Potluck & Monday's Child

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  17. Both lovely and full of love. Nice work, bkm. Poem on ... Happy potluck!

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  18. Oooohh...how deliciously romantic!!
    Sometimes, certain words said at a certain time, in a certain mood, do indeed have a "certain" lingering effect.. :)
    Very nicely written, bkm...

    Thank you for linking this lovely poem with poetry potluck!! It's our pleasure to have you here!

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  19. Beautiful... 'Nough said. Love and Light, Sender

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  20. Happy Wednesday,
    Thanks for linking up with poetry potluck.
    I hope that you have some fun!
    cheers!
    BEST!

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  21. Let our imagination satisfy the crave of our senses. Love your piece.

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