Panic setting in
I can’t find my coffee mug
Where did I put it?
Panic setting in
I can’t find my coffee mug
Where did I put it?
Coffee in my cup
No matter when I drink it
I’m always happy
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For more daily prompts go here: A Prompt Each Day
How about you?
When is your favorite time for coffee?
Me, somewhere between 6 and 7 in the morning. I must have my first cup by then or – well there is no or there. I must have it by then.
Dark, robust, and rich
Favorite brand of coffee
Filling up my cup
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So, what is your favorite brand of coffee to drink?
Me, I am swinging over to the brand Eight o’clock now, but for a while it was only Seattle’s Best Number 3 or 4.
Don’t forget, if you need something to read with that coffee today. My short story Demon Energy is still freed to read. You can grab a copy at the links below or at in any country Amazon is available.
A short story about 1 man possessed and tormented by a 1000 demons who must fight for a soul he is starting to lose. Will he ever find salvation or is his body now an eternal host of hell?
REVIEWS:
3 out of 5 Stars – Scary good!
3 out of 5 Stars – This story is worth reading for the ending alone!
4 out of 5 Stars – Demon Energy is a quick and satisfying read.
AMAZON
EBOOK:
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Steaming coffee mug
Morning starts with cool sunshine
Birds singing their song
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This song doesn’t fit the post, but it is so good I had to share. It is loud, fast, and ridiculously awesome – I really love the sound of this band.
Cold liquid morning
Warmth in my favorite mug
Time for church again
Coffee in the pot
Evening caffeine needed
To push me onward
As the day wakes up
Darkness lingers in the world
Morning has arrived
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The smell of ground beans
Wafting into my senses
Coffee pot gurgles
Cold morning, hot coffee
Caffeine fueling my blood stream
Pumping through my veins
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It’s cold out there folks – hang in there Buffalo and the surrounding areas. How about a tropical picture that I found on the web to warm us all up?

Wake up, cool and dark
Coffee smells dominating
Caffeine warms me up
Early morning blah
My body needs some caffeine
To get me moving
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Hard day to get up on, but a good one. My son is officially 2 today. I just can’t believe how fast the time has gone. I just wanted to wish him a Happy Birthday!
Okay, now off to get a little coffee and get my stay at home dad day started. Who would like to kick back and play in the sand today? A beach sounds great about right now.
First sip of coffee
Eyes focusing, waking up
Mind stirs with a jolt
Coffee hot and strong
In my Superhero cup
Gets my day started
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Now it’s your turn. I want to hear your Haiku or just your responses about your favorite coffee mugs. I have three I use often. One with Spiderman (my favorite), one with Batman, and one my parents got me in Boston. So, what is yours? What cup do you run to each morning to hold your favorite wake up juice?

Shuffling to the pot
Feet moving in the blind dark
Cursing and yawning
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Since you have been so good and read this far. Here is a little more of the short story “A Zombie Thanksgiving.” Publishing September 4th or somewhere around it. Thanks again for reading and following.
Dawn looked behind her, then to her left and right. No other zombies shifted about in the late fall heat, at least not from where she was currently standing. She turned back to the store, steadied her nerves, and turned on her light (this light was on a strap that ran around her head, so she could keep her hands free). She made sure her knife was still in place (it was), and the gun was ready to fire. Both were ready to do the job they were meant to do. She started to walk, ever so slightly, crunching on broken glass as she moved forward.
The parking lot outside might have looked bad, cars burnt, turned over, crashed or abandoned, carts strewn about, bodies dead and decaying, birds picking at the best parts of their flesh; but inside the store it was a different world all together. This place looked like a massive mob had just bulldozed its way through, knocking over shelves, people, carts, busting out the glass in the frozen food sections. Dead bodies were scattered everywhere. Some had parts of shelves sticking out of them, some of them devoured by zombies, some partially eaten by animals living wild in the area. It was a picture of mass panic frozen in a time of chaos.
The smell inside the store also wasn’t pleasant, rotten flesh, rotten meat, spoiled milk, all kinds of putrid things in a state of decay mingled and danced together in the non-air-conditioned air. Dawn had a strong stomach, so she was able to force her brain to focus on pleasant subjects. This kept her stomach from losing what little bit of food she had in it.
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Digging it? Just give me a like and that will equal a thumbs up. I still have a few more previews coming before this story gets released. Be on the lookout for them.
PSST! You want to know a little secret.
Here’s a tip.
You can read the first four pages for free at Noise Trade and skip all this reading individual posts non-sense. Click this link to do it: http://books.noisetrade.com/atothewr/a-zombie-holiday-trilogy
Find the first Haiku in this series here: http://wp.me/p2kmxm-3m5
Mumbling and grumbling
Acting on caffeine instincts
Shambling to the pot
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For more on zombies and horror subjects check out my new blog: azombiefortheholidays.wordpress.com
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My favorite mug
Kitty cat purring lightly
Good start to the day
Coffee in the pot
Waiting for my morning sip
Caffeinated Brew
Batman coffee mug
Precious liquid right inside
Waking me today
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The other one: http://wp.me/p2kmxm-3h0
Coffee quick and fast
Helping me get up today
Body tired and sore
Coffee at the mall
Son and I watching people
The world floating by
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The rest of them start here: http://wp.me/p2kmxm-34f
Plop
New coffee pot
Plop, drip
Smells strong and hot
Plop, drip, drop,
Black liquid
Plop, drip, drop, sip
Tastes better somehow
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