For Fun. Coffee Poem.

Coffee Poem.

We have had three weeks in a row less than 10 degrees below zero measurements in Helsinki. Luckily it seems that heavy frost is over for a while. I'm able to write a little piece of poetry. To me frost feels like someone would be hammering constantly my forehead. Pleats between the eyes distract thinking. Coffee is a good friend in this point.

I have a contradictory relationship with coffee. I know I would be much more stable, calm and tolerant without coffee, but still I'm flirting with it. Sometimes there is periods that I don't drink it at all.

But then I'm missing in all my calmness the extra muscles that comes with coffee. After a cup of coffee I can focus on things better, ideas flow, I believe in myself (even an unnecessary amount). An unpleasant task is just one-two-three and it's already done and no boundaries found.

Ping-pong between the coffee-yes-please and happy-with-tea periods will alternate in the future too. Because sometimes I'm missing that tranquil not so bustling person that comes along without coffee drinking.


Valentina Novo said...

Beautiful illustration as always!
I have the same problem with coffee, I love the energy it gives me but it makes me a bit (more) neurotic sometimes.. Right now I'm more on a "happy-with-tea" period as you say, despite the awful rainy weather in Paris

Flash For Zonzon said...

Hi Valentina, Thanks for sharing your view to this coffee versus tee issue. In a rainy weather tee is such a consolation, I think.