an acrostic tale by inky, taken out of his repository at allpoetry.com
Peering into the deep china cup
each white wisp formed a cloud in the liquid
rolling around before rising in the air
chances were our drinker could
envisage the future from her brew
peering at the bottom of her
tannin stained tea receptacle
if you were expecting coffee
our mystic would say you would be wrong
no real mystic could read the mud from a coffee.
Part – time juicer of oranges
Reels out stories and photos for
England’s tabloid press – so he can
Serve up iced drinks to the masses on
Summer weekends
Salford, 14th November 2019
#fowc #can
Container – made of
Aluminium – containing something
Nice, Fruity and Fizzy
Cornucopia of flavours held back by
A steel ring pull
Now Chillin’ in a cool space
Could be a surprise upon opening
A release of the fizz under pressure
Nobody knowing what happens next – take cover!
#coloryourworld #cyw #electriclime
16th February 2017
Zingy little fruit,
full of zest and flavor
and powerful punch
perfect , placed in a jelly
sparky flavours contained in
a porcelain mould
Sparks of delight
pop off on the tongue
and your luminosity
Green for go ! your sign
the party power switches
are all turned on
#coloryourworld #cyw #mangotango
Maybe it was love at first sight
As the juice bar music 🎶 played on
A mango entered into a dance 💃
with a fruity little thing
a distant cousin of the orange 🍊
A whirlwind romance
creating something colourful fresh and zesty
in mister baristas mixing machine
Percolate
Born in the Sun
Saved from Birds – Red Blue and Yellow
The humble little coffee bean
is a hardy fellow
Grown in the warmth
of a plantation
with 50,000,000
brothers and sisters
picked from its parent
it travels for miles
travelling in bags
with no room to smile
asked to improve
the heated aqua
and roasted within
an inch of its life
Life force captured
in three sizes of cup
and then the final insult
the drop of milk and sugar
When the weather is particularly choppy, I like to sit down in a nice comfy chair and enjoy a biscuit with a cup of hot chocolate. It reminds me a little of my youth, when I used to enjoy a cup with my little sister before bedtime. We still share the same enjoyment of the tasty warm cocoa drink, but now we share it with family and friends, in particular … my two nephews who like it as a treat just before their nanna and granddad tuck them into bed when they are visiting
The hot chocolate shop has many different flavours to go at. In the beginning, I’d go for the standard, no messing about, hot chocolate..70% Cocoa – Deep Chocolate Flavour. It would last me for two to three months, due to the size of the tin it was in. But since then, I’ve been introduced to a smorgasbord of chocolate flavours, everything from cherry to Rocky road (it’s got marshmallows in it) and orange to mint…most recently the creme brulee has had an outing…and I’ve really enjoyed it’s flavours of vanilla and caramel…when the nephews are coming round they like this too…but they also like the minted chocolate…that’s their favourite
Of course I sometimes enjoy a biscuit with my cocoa. So if I’m in the mood i will get a bag of cookies from the local supermarket…just as good as the ones you get from the coffee establishments…but cheap as chips if you happen to be passing the bakery section at just the right moment….at the moment I like the coconut based cookies…really soft and squishy…but lovely in a cup of orangey chocolate.
When I’m out with friends we often hit a particular well known cafe, the flavours might be limited but the number of flavoured syrups you can add more than makes up for it…it’s the place where I was introduced to minted hot chocolate, and I suppose you could say I got my love of the dark brown liquid gold.
Well, that’s enough from me, I’m going to get an early night , Taking a leaf from my Memory Workshop class which awaits in tomorrow afternoon…but before I do,
I’m going to take a biscuit for a paddle…
I switched my glass for yours. .
In response to the prompt
#CYW #Brown #Hot #Chocolate #Beverage
Brown Gold.
That’s what it is, hot steaming liquid gold.
A perfect thing on a cold, frosty winters morning
A cup of warming hot chocolate.
It waft’s the aroma of something pleasing on a frosty day and warms up the fingers in the surroundings of a motorway service station.
Normally drunk by the cappuccino set as an alternative to their high caffeine fix, the coffee houses up and down the motorways have seen fit to get into selling it…and the Makers of the refined coffee cant wait to sell it
What flavour would you like ?- the barista asks
(Barista – supposedly the guy who blended the coffee or chocolate mix – but on this occasion – the guy who’s operating the fancy machine behind the counter)
Mint, Orange, Blackforest (A special for Christmas) or Peppermint
I plump for Peppermint – pay the man behind the counter and sit down with my brew and a gingerbread man, as the vapours of chocolate and Peppermint travel through the air towards my nose
And as the mug transports the Brown Gold to my mouth, the ice begins to thaw – a perfect antidote to a winters morning.
A poem from 2015….the first post of 2016
Happy new year, WordPressers!
The chocolate fell
at speed
into the vortex
of swirling
bubbling milk
Steam from
Frothy
Velvety Milk
rose delightfully
transporting
Orange Chocolate
scents
into the air
Rising like
bubbles
of Mississippi
Mud
Happy Hippopotamuses
Mused
Perfect end of the day
before hitting
Purple Pillows and
dreamspace
