1 Aug 2014

the wild cup

in busyness
and early morning
I reach for you
thin-rimmed mug
or dainty cup
wide bowl
for sipping
or quick gulping
before you're
not quite hot

of course
you hold the first brew
best brew of the day
black-leaved beginning
to all that comes afterwards
you grow with me
holder of creamy
calm alert

I greet you blurry eyed
but you always look at me
with a smile
that's hopeful

1 comment:

  1. How appropriate that I am drinking my morning 'wild cup" as I read this. You are so talented, Em. Have you ever considered creating a book of your poetry and illustrations? I would buy it in a heart beat! Hope you are having a lovely day ;) xo


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