One thing I really love about haiku is that the subject matter doesn’t have to be grand or monumental. There are perfect haiku written about dust motes and spiders and dew drops. They are little poems that can capture little moments quite beautifully.
But this isn’t that kind of haiku. This one actually is grand and monumental. Not a dust mote to be seen. This one is about coffee.
Doctors recommend
naming appreciations:
Coffee, My Coffee!
For me–
it’s TEA!
I can accept that 🙂
O, coffee, my coffee!
I do adore my vanilla tea… ::sigh::
all you tea-drinking poets!!