Bitter
Bite, burnt my tongue
Caffeinated lava flowing
Toward my soul
Accursed awakening
Gas station coffee
Morning ritual
The prompt is “gas station coffee” from Maria Giesbrecht @theguelphpoet on Instagram. April 1, National Poetry Month 2022.
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Bitter
Bite, burnt my tongue
Caffeinated lava flowing
Toward my soul
Accursed awakening
Gas station coffee
Morning ritual
The prompt is “gas station coffee” from Maria Giesbrecht @theguelphpoet on Instagram. April 1, National Poetry Month 2022.
Beneath the dark sky,
Nature reclaims ancient ruins.
This place is sacred.
Violent past rewritten,
Disguised with celebration.

– Written for YeahWrite.me fiction|poetry #275. First attempt at a Tanka. Prompt up sentence, “This place is sacred to someone.” Photo from Ancient Origins. To learn more about Taino Indians click here.