The Bold (And French Roast) Now
My cup
runneth over.
For just when I should grab and sip,
mind
blips, fazes
against the machine, leans
into pre-occupied
scenes, grinding all its be’s
and not-
to-be’s, while the
beans stream blacklit
beams, a splash
lashing me like Ulysses
(of old) to the
mast of the bold
(and french roast)
now,
insisting against my sirens (“sleep”) that I
drink deep
until I–
oops–
do.
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I am posting the above poem for a dVerse Poets’ Pub meeting the bar challenge hosted by Victoria C. Slotto that focuses on “steampunk” (mixing up disparate things) and enjambment (basically the poetic science of run-over lines.) (Steampunk is still a bit foreign to me, but enjambment is an endlessly interesting subject I think.) A fascinating prompt.
And I, by the way, am primarily a tea drinker.
Check out all the great poets at dVerse and if you’ve got time, my books! Poetry, GOING ON SOMEWHERE, (by Karin Gustafson, illustrated by Diana Barco). 1 Mississippi -counting book for lovers of rivers, light and pachyderms, or Nose Dive. Nose Dive is available on Kindle for just 99 cents! Nose Dive really is very funny and light hearted, and 1 Mississippi is a lot of fun for little teeny kids.

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