Black Coffee
A September Sunday Poem
Black coffee and buttered toast
A list of things that I like most
Bird dogs, reading, and Mountain Dew
Deer swamps at sunrise and sunset too
Music and sadness, November snow
Wood stoves, hemlocks, and Oreos
Deep-water smallmouth and shade trees
And Sundays when I get to be lazy
Pistols, poems, and pickled ramps
Clapton in the kitchen when we slow dance
Blowdowns, bacon, and barbershops
Pocket knives and old small-town truck stops
Date nights, daydreams, and chicken wings
And the moments when I notice my wedding ring
Camp fires, loving her, and living here
And the days between August and the New Year




Beautiful poem Nate!
Love this!