The gift

Stranger at my door
knocking softly in the night
and no bearing of the boor
for in this, he sees no slight.

What for you break my sleep
and security of home?
When close my eyes I must,
must I not in slumber roam?

In the chillest, darkest hour,
to throw the bolt is folly.
May I summon for you aid?
And for what do you sound jolly?

If a gift you truly bear,
then leave it on the stoop.
I’ll not have you pushing in
and provide the local scoop!

Yet, your voice puts me at ease —
all while my hackles rise.
My home is fortress for my loves,
not made to shelter fools and wise!

A longing stirs down deep
memories glimpsed from afar . . .
no way to treat a traveller
nor the human spirit mar.

Come in, and take your shelter
come inside, with gift so bright;
I’ll stir the embers in the hearth
and we’ll be warm against the night.

30 days of devotion: Caffeina and poetry

A quote, a poem, or piece of writing that you think this deity resonates strongly with

 It is by Caffeina alone 
that I set my mind in motion.
By the Beans of Java,
my thoughts acquire speed.
The hands acquire the shakes,
the shakes become a warning.
It is by Caffeina alone
that I set my mind in motion… 

Attributed to Isaac Bonewits

This post is part of a series, 30 days of devotion to Caffeina.

Serenade to a cat which came to me one summer’s afternoon as I pet a cat in the bathroom

I have a head without body,
you have a body without a head.
Together we are complete.
Together we are complete.

I have a head and hands,
you have a body and neck.
Together we are complete.
Together we are complete.

I have a voice with words,
you have a language without.
Together we are complete.
Together we are complete.