Mug Knights

It’s been raining on and off all weekend, and this morning began with my favorite ritual – a fresh brewed cup of strong coffee. The following poem is one of my favorites from friend Dave. Hope it gets your Monday started on the right note.

Mug Knights

King Arthur at the Coffee Conniption
Athletic chin unwavering
Sword on the table beside his addiction
A cup of irrelevant bravery

Sir Galahad at the Coffee Conniption
His vaunted polished purity
Sounds ever less like true conviction
And more like insecurity

Sir Lancelot at the Coffee Conniption
Armor and formidability
Prowess now a managed affliction
Outpatient aggression facility

And Merlin works the Coffee Conniption
Regressed beyond his prime
Soaked in teenage contradiction
And the ravages of lack of time

Copyright © 2010 by Dave Grossman

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