National Poetry Month 11 of 30: Dear Coffeepot

The Hamilton Beach 2 Way Brewer
Seriously, love this coffeepot.
It can brew one cup or
an entire pot.

Dear Coffeepot

Dear Coffeepot, I thank you
for being there for me.
Each morning I lumber to you
though I can barely see.

My eyes are still half closed;
my brain is still asleep.
Absentmindedly I reach for coffee
and place it in a heap.

I press your silver buttons;
you start to do your thing.
You get the morning moving,
you whir, you hum, you sing.

You take the water given
and turn it deep dark brown.
The smell soon fills my kitchen;
my brain soon comes around.

Whether a cup is needed
or the day requires much more.
You're always there for me, Dear Pot,
It's you, I do adore.

© Cathy L. Mere  2014






April is National Poetry Month.  Again this year, inspired by Mary Lee Hahn, I'm joining other poetry bloggers (view links in sidebar) taking the challenge to share poetry each day during the month of April.  For thirty days my hope is to write a new poem each day.  The first two years I took this challenge I wrote any poem that found me.  This year, however, I've decided to try to write a poem about an object each day.  If you've read Billy Collins' poem, The Lanyard, you may have noticed the way he took an object to tell a much more meaningful story of his relationship with his mother.  My hope is to find the deeper significance in the things around me.

I was a little late to post to Poetry Friday this week, but you should still stop by as it is hosted my Michelle at Today's Little Ditty.