Coffee and Comics
Churning, Ceramic, Manual by hand coffee grinder. Spinning, Rotating, Mmmm, aroma slowly burning. Sunday morning comics, so beautifully in color. A few sips, My lady in lap. Exchanging narration, the comics come to life. This hot water ritual, always preparation for two. Sad comic strip now. The character is blue. These in-color Sundays, no longer […]
If It Ever So Decides
As it consists of only thunder. The clouds, gloomy and grey, have no contribution to my day. And when it finally starts to rain, if it ever so decides, I’ll be standing at the window, Watching the vegetables grow.