coffee air woke me
I had been there
before
the memories hung
full and rich
in the air
each time before
Coalescing
as one
Shimmering
In the still-dark
morning
as my feet
drew me
downstairs
to pour a cup of hope
and take the first sip
of this new day
Jennifer Gurney lives in Colorado where she teaches, paints, writes and hikes. Her poetry has appeared in a variety of journals, including The Rue Scribe, The Ravens Perch, HaikUniverse, Haiku Corner, Cold Moon Journal, Scarlet Dragonfly and The Haiku Foundation.