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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways!
I love thee from severely challenged height,
(My soul may reach, but inches don’t requite)
From quiet keyboard in my special place
I love thee for thy aromatic grace –
Most urgent need, when evening turns to night
I love thee warmly when thy strength is right.
I love thee milky when it’s time to graze –
I love thee when I wake and feel like death
When wine and merry laughter taint my breath
I love thee editing when letters play
With too much squinting; and as midnight sounds
When bed is calling. If I had my way
I’d banish instant and but drink thee ground.
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With sincere and abject apologies to Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Love for coffee 😍😍😍
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That is perfect. Unfiltered and brewed to perfection
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😀 Thanks, Geoff.
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Love it, Sue 👍😂
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Thanks, Chris ☺️
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As a fellow coffee buff, I love this! You have a great way with words
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Thank you, glad you enjoyed it 🙂
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Brilliant, Sue… every writer’s mantra…
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We all have that favourite…
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Ah, true love! 😉 (I say from experience as I sip my very much needed coffee…)
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A day cannot be called a day without coffee 😉
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The truest love of all and deserving of a sonnet
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A bit of fun, but from the heart 😉
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I’d say the same for tea, my coffeehead self has had to go decaff
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I drink tea too… but I love my coffee 🙂
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Brilliant Sue
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Thanks, Di.
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Yes. (K)
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😀
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Hee hee hee. You made me giggle with this one, Sue. What a fun sonnet. I have a similar affection for coffee. Thanks for the morning smile.
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I hope you read it coffee in hand 🙂
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Of course. Iced coffee these days.
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That’s an idea … 😉
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a nice homage to simple coffee…
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A basic pleasure…but none the worse for that 🙂
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Perfect read to go with my third cup…
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I’m a bit ahead of you there 😉
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😉
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Reblogged this on Campbells World and commented:
Oh!
I love it!
👏👏👏
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Thanks for sharing, Patty. Glad you enjoyed it 🙂
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Totally brilliant take on the Browning poem, Sue. You are so good at these sonnets. Do you think your work with other languages also helped you find that rhythm?
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I think the rhythm just comes naturally Colleen. Probably because of a childhood where several generations still wrote and recited poetry… often in rhyme.
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How marvelous, Sue. It’s just part of who you are. ❤️
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A gift from the ancestors 😉
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Yes! And you do great honor to them each time you write. ❤️
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❤
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Wonderful! ❤
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Thanks, Bette.
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Love, so well expressed! 🙂
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Thanks, Eliza 🙂
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Beautiful and romantic ode to the sacred java ❤
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Without which the midnight oil would be safe 😉
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Lol, yes 🙂 x
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captured the aroma perfectly Sue xxx
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Thanks, Sally. Time to get the kettle on, I think xx
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I’ll be over Sue..hugsx
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Hugs xx
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Perfect. 😀
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😀
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I can smell that rich aroma from where I sit. Well done, my friend. ❤️
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I’m sitting here with a pre-dawn coffee… the only thing that feels right about being up at this time 😉 ❤
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And that’s the truth!
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🙂 ❤
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