Morning Autumn Coffee

My feet ache but pleasantly
Walking barefoot on the cobbles
To gather wood from the pile
A morning fire with coffee

Dew on the edge of frost
Touches every outdoor thing
Breath huffs veil the sun
Hints of a snapping Fall day

The mug steams the fire
Grows from spark to flame
And I in wingback cuddle
Listen to its subtle snore

Poetry by josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2020-10-03 at 13:54

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I feel the contentment, love the line " breath huffs veil the sun".

Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
Sitting here with a cup of coffee I can smell the aroma and feel the moisture of damp leaf. We have storm ongoing for the last day or so, interspersed with hot sunshine.

Lovely and evocative as I remembered childhood days in Autumn

Elle x

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Very nice. You've delivered the distilled essence of this season.

So many icons.Like being there with you!!!

Thomas D The PoetBay support member heart!
This is a poem and a half, at least: every word contributes, the writing tight as a drum --- with many verbal felicities in a short span of lines. Bravo, and indeed, bravissimo!