blessed coffee, elixer of life (a prayer, a poem, and a hymn for coffee)

coffee beansa prayer
Oh blessed coffee,
drip for us always,
that you may revive us and give us fortitude,
perk for us always,
that you may grant us alertness in this life
brew for us always,
that you may reward us with buzz.

beat poetry
locally roasted fair trade coffee
so nutty
so bold
so sat… tis… fy… (wait for it…) ing
you fill my mug
this a; this m; this mor-ning
special blend
a dolla more
but worth every cent
to these lips
this throat
this stomach
this buzzy-brain
o Helix Mountain Coffee
coffee of coffees
roaster of roasters
of bean
of bean
of rich, nutty, perfect little bean

a hymn (with apologies or thanks to James M. Black)
When the steeping of the press shall end, and waiting be no more,
And the morning breaks, eternal, bright and fair;
When the smell of beans so roasted drifts up to my nostrils flared,
And the coffee pot is brewing, I’ll be there.

Refrain
When the coffee pot is brew-ing,
When the coffee pot is brew-ing,
When the coffee pot is brew-ing,
When the coffee pot is brewing I’ll be there.

From McDonald’s, Starbuck’s, Cosmos or the 7-11 stop
From the old urn that brews it down the hall
From Via packets while i’m camping to the french press I love most
When the coffee pot is brewing I’ll be there.

Refrain

Set the timer before bedtime or get up and lumber down
to the perking brewing goodness that awaits
grind the beans to make it fresh and don’t destroy with flavored creams
when the coffee pot is brewing I’ll be there.

Refrain

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