Ceramic curves catch lightning flash
Warm coffee steams in thunder crash
Wood grain drinks the silver glow
Night wind bites the railings low
Porch light dances on the flash
This mug holds the storm at bay
Porch light paints the clay today
Keeper's hands know peace at last
Lightning shadows fade so fast
Ceramic calm in chaos gray
Salt air rises from the cup
Each sip wakes the memory up
Lens glass ghosts in finger tips
Fog horn echoes from the lips
Tower dark but porch lights up
This mug holds the storm at bay
Porch light paints the clay today
Keeper's hands know peace at last
Lightning shadows fade so fast
Ceramic calm in chaos gray
Brass fittings cold against my palm
Guiding ships through wrath and calm
Now I watch the rain descend
Porch and mug become my friend
Keeper's log stays in my palm
No tower beam to sweep the night
Just porch boards and morning light
The lens sits dark in basement deep
While I drink the promises I keep
Salt and steam rise with the tide
This mug holds the storm at bay
Porch light paints the clay today
Keeper's hands know peace at last
Lightning shadows fade so fast
Ceramic calm in chaos gray
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