I’m tired of Lent.
A week or so in and I’ve had it
I want coffee so bad it’s
Causing me to run hot water through the filter, plain.
Then pour from the coffee pot in vain
But I get nothing but hot water.
Somehow I’ve convinced my brain
That I’m drinking a pot or
That this is better than breaking down and having a cup,
Fearing Jesus’ll catch me and ask “what’s up”
So I drink this extremely watered down version
And hope for a spiritual submersion.
BonjourPoetry 
that’s funny and beautiful flow of drinking coffee…
Happy March!
😉
You had to give up COFFEE?? You poor thing. I’m not sure I’d survive.
http://jingleyanqiu.wordpress.com/2010/02/26/thursday-poets-rally-week-7-perfect-poet-award/
u have an award to claim,
at least let me know one poet u would like to nominate by commenting!
thank U in advacne!
Sorry for the delay. I was confused by the participation rule.
here’s my nomination.
poetry of the soul
http://laurenmichelleotheim.wordpress.com/2010/02/25/145/
LOL