Magpie Tale 86: The King am I

The early day unfolds
long shadows of
the coffee cup.

The paper tells me everything
it did not tell
me yesterday.

I am a sponge, absorb it all,
I gather tiny facts
in empty jars.

A shelf am I, and never full,
always a corner free
for juicy bites.

I stir the news in black and white,
I am a coffee spoon,
remove the clouds.

My wise advice fills dawning skies;
no one replies because
the king am I.


This is Magpie Tale 86
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