Coffee makes the world go around


“Coffee, one large cup, please” Gun Roswell

Coffee makes the world go around

Coffee turns the world
When on its axel it is hurled
Dark fine liquid in it’s veins
The oceans and lands stains

Coffee makes the world
Sustaining its living herds
Life as we know it turns
Each day because of this miracle cure

Coffee is the world
Life each day due to it churns
Every single thing it’s praise sings
And peace on earth with every cup brings

Life’s a drag, but coffee helps — always!

“When all else fails, go to, coffee — you cannot go wrong with coffee, ever!” Gun Roswell


Life’s a drag, but coffee helps — always!

When you’re feeling sad, and life, really drags
Drags you, towards the end of the precipice
Precipice, where you now stand, looking down
Down, now, seems to be the only option
Option, because you are at the end of your rope
Rope, which now, seems so narrow and short
Short, as the fuse, you finally lit
Lit, and that, was the single and only fire left
Left, from the box of those cursed matches
Matches, all gone, gone, never coming back, like the last
Last, drop of coffee, that precious coffee, left
Left, in the now empty, hollow, sad pot
Pot, which once contained the only lifesaving liquid
Liquid, which was the only necessity to survive
Survive, it all seems such a waste now
Now, that I am standing here, here, on this, lonely ledge
Ledge, of the edge, of the verge, of my own sanity
Sanity, now totally and completely lost, because, I, have lost
Lost, the single most precious thing in the world
World, which from, I will now be, off of hurled
Hurled, into the dark abyss, of nothingness
Nothingness, because I simply, and honestly, have nothing left…

“Hey, here is your cup as promised. Hot, black, just like you like it!”

“Thanks!”

I smile, at the friendly offer, and take the cup into my cold hands. A sip, it feels so good! I lean back and sigh, in contentment this time. The warmth of the cup against my shaking hands, slowly calming me down, and I stop shaking. As I continues sipping, the dark liquid, let it fill my insides, I know that I am safe now and I could not be, happier!

Alphabets in poetry (two)

“Coffee, never could say no to a single cup of the stuff, or a few more of them” Gun Roswell


C is for coffee so good and delightful
When you drink it it’s almost freight full
After one, there is the other, loosing count, then back to null
Getting hooked on the sweetest of drinks
Can be as mind blowing as letting the liquid sink
Coffee is the thing, which makes your heart want to sing
Drink it alone, drink it in company, drink it where ever you go

Always on my mind

“There can never be enough coffee” Gun Roswell

Always on my mind

Why is it, that each fleeting moment my mind only visits 
The one thing, the one single on object explicit
Could it be that I am finally loosing it?

But the mere thought of you makes me feel so good
As if I could even go without any other thing, but you There’s no denying, my one and only love, I know it’s true

And when I finally get the stuff in my hands
This sensation is strong I can hardly stand
My head spinning, my legs wobbly, this was certainly not what I planned

But, when my lips meet with you
I know everything i anticipated was true
Coffee, I really love you, now and forever, we stick together like glue

Vortex (Haiku)

“Deep diving into black coffee” Gun Roswell

Vortex (Haiku)

Jump into the dark liquid

Let the vortex carry you far away 

Later, drink it for happiness

Coffee always in double 

“Never enough coffee” Gun Roswell

Coffee always in double 

With a big size cup as this It’s really hard to miss
The caffeine addict within me 

Coffee, on the double
Coffee, please make it double
Coffee, cup size, better have it double 

As the healing liquid I get in front of me
Life always looks so much better I believe
And the i drink my coffee until late eve 

Coffee, never enough
Coffee, never too much
Coffee, thank goodness for such 

Coffee, a most precious gift
Coffee, how you always up me lift
Coffee, nuff said, peace! 

Coffee, please and always double


“There is always time for coffee, and then some more coffee after that” Gun Roswell 

Coffee, please and always double

The cup of in single, is never enough, especially when it is time to mingle, among the other coffee lovers, then definitely the cup size needs to be double, if not even triple!

As there really is no such thing as too much coffee, and it won’t last long, when moving along the crowd yapping on about, well, what else could it be about, than coffee!

What else is there? Life as we know it would certainly suck without his fine organic suspension every devised. As it does give you a smile or at least a big fat grin, as coffee might just be a sin!

Work Life Balance, with Coffee?

“There is work and then, there is life, whatever that means and then, most of all, there is coffee, a true life and work saviour“ Gun Roswell

Work Life Balance, with Coffee?

There is such a thing, as taking your time which is always fine, but when at work, you have to be doing things like a jerk, one after another, after another, after another, until you are never done, as the work is never ending and well, what message is this ditty really sending?

Life, well, at least on weekends, unless you have them in a bed spend, not out of fun, but exhaustion, because you simply could not sleep enough, during the work week so rough, and isn’t that something, that we refer to the days between the weekends, as the working one? Definitely, nothing fun, unless you are of the lucky ones, whom actually get to do what they love, and get paid?

Well, whatever the case might be, there is only one thing which will you from this all save. Guessed already what it is? Really? Nothing? It’s really quite simple, as the red pimple at the top of your very nose and the answer, well, some of you were pretty close, in getting it right.

So, here is the big reveal: Coffee! The answer to all and every little thing!

The weary traveller and their coffee


“Sometimes coffee is good… oh who am I kidding, it’s always good!” Gun Roswell

The weary traveller and their coffee

When the nigh finally falls
And bedtime the weary traveller calls…

Wait, we’re on a holiday, right?
No one sleeps on a holiday, just out of spite?
Just drinks some more of that black coffee
With a side order of a mint of or a toffee
Awake you will a long, long while remain
Even if your poor little brain
Will go a little, well cuckoo
And that is putting it nicely!
Still, enjoy the holiday while it lasts!
This could very well be your very last!

Time for Ice Coffee


“Coffee, the only constant in the universe” Gun Roswell

Time for Ice Coffee

Coffee, with ice, and then some!
Need I say more?
Just keep beating the drum:
Coffee, coffee, coffee
What else in life do you need?
Drink coffee and you shall succeed!
Really?
Yup!