Early Morning

Home, Life, Poetry, Transport

Salford 23rd August 2018

Squeaky doors

are better clarion calls

than any alarm clock

on the market

 

Slumbered silence

broken by a cistern

attracts you to the noise

of the nearby main road

 

Luna’s departure

allows Ra to announce

“The morning is here!

it’s time to get up”

 

And motorised monsters

or kings of the road

make their way delivering boxes

either side of the tarmac

 

Solitary Swallow

converses with the neighbours

on a nearby roof –

tweets the news – no laptop required

 

The rumble of early morning traffic

cascading through the windows

is followed by the crack of an egg

falling into sizzling bacon fat

 

Kettle whistles through the concrete

up through the bedroom floor

your first cup of the day is ready

milk and two sugars ?

 

 

Froth

Acrostic, Character, Cities, Life, Poetry

Froth

Salford 12th April 2018

From time to time,

Realities of bringing a coffee to life come into view

Out of nowhere, people demanded posh coffee

The buzzwords of the day “latte” or “Cappucino”

Hell on earth for the poor overworked cafetiere

For days on end

Round-about temp – amassing to “what on earth” – as

Out of its innards came water and milk

The demand was over the top, as the coffee

House bursted out at the seams

Filling up the orders as they cued up – down the

Road, tasting the latest thing the store owners could provide

Occassionally, it would get a break – as a barista

Took a moment, to clean him up

Heaven

Finally, the day was over

Reality –

out of the emptiness of the store

there was a moment of calm – peace till the morning

he’d appreciate the silence

Summat’s Brewing

BASIC, Life, Volunteering

Teacup

Tea

Salford, 29th June 2017

New day, new morning, New opportunity.

Granted, it might not be paid.  But I’m working with some great people

I’m approaching my new role with little baby steps (odd for a 40-odd yr old) and all with a smile!

taking and delivering orders, brewing cuppas, washing pots and pans and waiting tables

all in the familiar surroundings of the Brain & Spinal Injury Centre in Salford.

 

Processes ? learning how to turn on the cafeteiere (posh machine for heating the brews) and mastering the art of the till have been difficult – but i’ve managed!

even down to the zen mastery, that is how others have their brews….

and for Those wondering if i’ve kicked my museum work into touch – you need not worry – i’ll be back there on Monday!

Percolate

Character, Drink, Food, Poetry

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