For day 22 of NaPoWriMo, DVerse’s quadrille Monday, and Real Toads’ prompt to write a poem inspired by one of a selection of images.
There is a plane inside the steam
Rising from a cupful of black coffee —
A plane piloted by caffeine
To fly wherever life leads.
I wake groggily from Dreamland
When the powerful brew hits my lips —
Now I can handle today’s
thunderstorms, turbulence smoothed.
revivedwriter 
Nice imagery.
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Oh yes indeed, what would we do without it?
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For me, it is a cup of tea. I so enjoyed your poem.
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Very well written! ❤
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You are cleared for take-off!
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Hmm. But you could quit anytime, right? Fun poem!
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That cup of coffee does seem to give one a lift off…
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I can’t imagine the life before coffee! How did they survive
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Coffee, it gets us through.
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Nice line: “A plane piloted by caffeine”
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Nice metaphor. I’m one of those annoying people who wakes right up–but I still love my coffee!
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Beautifully penned x
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I love how this metaphor rises like steam in this poem. Lovely.
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Nothing like the fragrance of a steaming cup of coffee in the morning! Well written.
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That was really well done. Coffee kickstarts my day. I’m not human without it.
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We need that cup … the world wouldn’t spin without it.
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Never had a cup of coffee but I definitely need my cup of tea in the morning. I love the pairing of image and words.
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Your second stanza was particularly delicious and rejuvenating. 🙂
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