The everyday warrior's bitter sweet revival
An ode to the ancient brew
By Katherine D. GrahamPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read

A slightly burnt scent rises from an ancient brew.
Bitter ambrosia bites the tongue then sweet cream covers each aggravated bud with dew.
There is a sigh of relief as the addictive elixir flows.
A spirit escapes, and with a touch, mind and heart transpose.
Vision clears. The warrior revived joins a new day's thrum, ready and able to deal with what is to come.
About the Creator
Katherine D. Graham
My stories usually present facts, supported by science as we know it, that are often spoken of in myths. Both can help survival in an ever-changing world.


Comments (4)
Such true words,
great work
The truth was revealed brilliantly. It's incredible what coffee, espresso, or a latte can do for one's disposition.
Your poem reminds me of how life's trials, though daunting, have a way of shaping us into stronger, more grounded individuals. The warrior's journey you described felt like a mirror of many of our own inner wars—fought quietly, with grace, despite the scars left behind. There’s something incredibly powerful in that message, a reminder that every step in the struggle is a step closer to revival.