Sunday, October 9, 2011

Monarch


In my world, the spoon stirs without my help.
Rich coffee, lightly creamed and organically sweetened transports me to a deeper place; where lush green and red berries wait to be picked and roasted for my pleasure.
A canopy of palms, rustle above my hammocked head.
I close my eyes and the island breeze caresses
every square inch of my naked self.
All the days reading, streams into my consciousness
without the use of my earthly senses.

I am aware now.
I have made the connection and am the monarch of my universe.

31 comments:

Deborah said...

Oooh, this is just superbly written, a pleasure to read ... and I really love the last part. Wonderful.

christopher said...

The Last Cup Of Coffee

Paradise must have real coffee
or else it is ersatz,
a hollow thing filled
with the pressure to piss
and not much else
not much
but fallow relief.

Burnt barley just
doesn't cut it.
The green sad beans
of inferior life
fall flat with me
and you would never
try to fool my palette,
I know.

Jinksy said...

Or even king of all I survey? lol

Fireblossom said...

I'm there. You really evoked it.

Martin said...

You've found a wonderful place to be.

Kathe W. said...

more than just Queen for a Day!
Excellent!

thingy said...

Ah, this is lovely.

anthonynorth said...

Deep and beautifully written with an excellent ending.

Mary Ann Potter said...

Pure royalty in this! How lovely. A little bit of paradise in verse form!

Shaista said...

I love the first line...and the last lines... oh heck I loved all the lines ;)
Very evocatively drawn.

Jim Swindle said...

I really like "the spoon stirs without my help." We imagine things, then return (I hope) to reality.

Kay L. Davies said...

Wonderful, Kirsten. I could imagine it perfectly!

Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie’s Guide to Adventurous Travel

Kay L. Davies said...

Oops, typo...transposed two letters.
Should have been: "Wonderful, Kristen." Sorry about that. I hate misspelling people's names.
Duh.
—KLD

Hazel said...

I like to think that in the real world 'spoons stir without our help' "Monarch of my universe" is my fave.

Lydia said...

All hail this Magpie and long live the queen who penned it!

(This is soooooo gooooood.)

PattyF said...

And a fine monarch you will make! Delightful poem... you've definitely taken me with you!

Brian Miller said...

wow. wish that happened in my world...though i find my morning cup often transports me...smiles. nicely spun...

Myrna R. said...

This is so heavenly. It's a little treat of a fairy tale. Lovely writing.

Lyn said...

Maybe a little something extra in that coffee..more, please! Whatever, I love it..

Tumblewords: said...

I love the imagery and the power it invokes. Great Magpie!

J. L. Mulvihill said...

You have a unique way of blending words so they flow in an elegant manner that is pleasing to the brain. So beautifully written, it made me feel warm and cozy. I could smell the coffee, and now I really want some.
I wonder if, two Monarchs can share that coffee together?

Helen said...

Your Mapgie is lovely - as lovely as the Monarchs that flit and fly in my back yard.

Mama Zen said...

What a divine write!

Laurie Kolp said...

Kristen- So beautiful and flowing. I especially like the part about the coffee.

Isabel Doyle said...

superb!

spacedlaw said...

Smashing poem!

Tarang Sinha said...

This is nice!:)

brenda w said...

Fabulous write! I could feel the wind on my skin. ;)

Trellissimo said...

All that from a cup of coffee? Sheesh!

HyperCRYPTICal said...

Beautiful write - I would love to be there!

Anna :o]

~T~ said...

A very relaxing image. Lovely!