On Cups

A cup is meant to be both filled and emptied. 

begin each day with an empty cup.

I fill it with coffee, freshly brewed,

add a dash of cinnamon and some cream,

then take it to my favorite chair.

As I slowly sip, I savor the heat,

the taste, the satisfying smell.

This time of slow absorption

reminds me, like the cup,

I am a vessel meant to be filled,

meant to be emptied.


This entry was posted in poetry.

2 comments on “On Cups

  1. I love this Joan. I felt relaxed and energized at the same time.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Really beautiful.

    Liked by 1 person

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