Poem 113

French Press

Watch how they bloom
Binding together in a unified surface
Expressing themselves in ellipses of slick tar
Black like tree bark, brown like oil… 
Stains for each tip of the glass in well measured ombré…
Each grind eager to insight the psyche. 
Compress and serve. 

Please Join the Conversation

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s