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Ode to Breakfast
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Janice Canerdy


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There you sit, my love,
holding nectar from above,
strong and sweet and hot.
More awaits me in the pot!

Your serum lures me;
from my ennui, it cures me.
I clutch you and sup
from your bounty, coffee cup.

Buttered toast and jam,
your crunchy sweetness thrills me.
You're heaven with ham.
O how this breakfast fills me.

Cup, I hold you still
after every bite is gone.
Just one more refill --
then I will no longer yawn.

© by Janice Canderdy.
Used with the author’s permission.

 

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Janice Canerdy is a retired high school English teacher from Potts Camp, Mississippi. She has been writing poetry since childhood and has had poems published in many magazines and anthologies. Janice, who enjoys church life and being involved in church activities, is in the process of having a book published by Christian Faith Publishing. Time spent with her grandchildren is special to her; she plays a key role in their lives, as they do in hers. 


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Posted 08/14/2016 11:36 AM
Sherry:
Fun poem. I think your use of rhyme and also, the clever, unexpected lines, is so good.
Posted 08/14/2016 09:30 AM
barbsteff:
True. Great use of vowel sounds repeating, especially in second stanza - lure, ennui -near rhyme, cup, sup.
Posted 08/13/2016 11:36 AM
blueskies:
Yummy poem! Thanks,Janice.
Posted 08/13/2016 08:49 AM
Jean :D:
This poem sends me to my coffee cup even if I'm not ennui. Love my toast & jam.
Posted 08/13/2016 07:57 AM


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