The Coffee Poem

Like most people I enjoy a morning coffee and on a random day a few years ago I had written this. What’s it about? Could it be about you?

This is an unusual non-routine piece,  but consider it a celebration of all you technical professionals, programmers, builders, and creatives adding the important flavor of new perspectives to make up ‘the whole’. Don’t stop all the amazing things you do.

Coffee is

The elixir for the daily dead

Who rise as skyscrapers and buildings

Industrious as explosive sunbeams

Power the station, music for the masses

Stimulant for an emulant

Low dosage all approved

Non alcoholic beverage

A world of possibilities

In a seed

Elevated, iconic, historical

Textbook for the bookworms

Fuel for the station

Music for the operator

It’s the primal scream

Hooked on the fundamentals

In a seed

The crows have been counting

seeds of heaven

For a long time

Scripting the binary for machine fodder

In various strain

Employed and deployed

In a saloon

Minds buzzing in the saloon

Since the days of grey

Potent powers of the all approved beverages

Fueling a movement

In space of mind

In a sea of a place

In time

Bill of constitution

Beer, coffee, tea

Stimulant as an emulant

For sunbeams

Music for the individual

A spice of all nations that

Lay awake in the dune

Of the rising sun

A world of possibilities

In a seed of

The morning brew

A seed in sea

Of a place

In time

In space

Of a thought

In a day

Coffee was a seed

Now an empire

So says the Script

That wrote--Java