Open Poetry #50 |
French Vanilla Cappuccino |
Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Deep unavoidable puddles from the drenching downpour swallow my sandaled feet as me and my umbrella and my purse and my blue plaid lunch tote and my large French vanilla cappuccino splash into work this morning. Driving in on the highway’s pelting low visibility, made my mouth dry. I stop in at the local Casey’s for my morning indulgence. After returning the “Good morning!” from behind the counter, I grab a large coffee cup, put in about six ice cubes, then put in the Cappuccino. My Cappuccino is always the perfect temperature for taking a long drink right away. Ahhh, perfection to be swallowed at every red light. A creamy deliciousness that calms the growling in my tummy and sips me through my morning. LGR©10/4/17 |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
We're aways from any 'red lights', but there is a flashing yellow light about a half a mile down the lake road. I still remember what they look like, though. ...just bein' Bluesy |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
I think we have 2, maybe 3 stop signs where I live. And two new 30 mph speed limit signs. However we no longer have a pop machine. I live about 15 miles from work and civilization, most of that is highway. I just love winter driving, NOT! ~L |
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Poet In Pink Senior Member Posts 1066 MI |
Sounds like a delish start to your morning Lori Belle You painted it well ~ Enjoyed riding along with you Alana |
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s1nfully_1nn0c3nt Senior Member
since 2003-10-26
Posts 1105Watertown, NY |
Coffee is life Enjoyed! -Trina |
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