half open eyes
inside an overworked soul
tea sunday morning late
with cinnamon and clove
figs steam and raisins
one long lazy stretch
an insidious fragrance
and then I was whole
half open eyes
inside an overworked soul
tea sunday morning late
with cinnamon and clove
figs steam and raisins
one long lazy stretch
an insidious fragrance
and then I was whole
June 21, 2009 at 3:24 pm
Many times a single cup of tea will rejuvenate you. Tea and poetry go very well.
~MM – Thanks Shaik, yes they do
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June 22, 2009 at 4:19 am
Oh, this is beautiful. The specifics are all there – the sweet and spicy scent, and the melancholy of the overworked soul. Yes! And nice to see you have the poet banner up
~MM – Thanks Maxine, good to have you back
!!Of course I do, thank you for sharing it!!
June 22, 2009 at 4:42 am
Hmmm, lovely. Morning tea, one of my favourite things. Love what you have done with I am a poet badge too. You are a poet!
~MM – Thanks Paul
, it always feels good to hear you!!
June 22, 2009 at 12:12 pm
Oh yes, I’ve been there and felt all of this…just lovely.
~MM – Thanks Tracey
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June 23, 2009 at 6:30 pm
Beautiful piece. Love the ending.
~MM – Thanks Cocoyea
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June 23, 2009 at 6:33 pm
i steeped the words of your poem in hot water for a few minutes… didn’t need to add sugar, honey or milk…
ahhh, delicious…
~MM – Exactly
!! Thanks Chico, we are simpatico here!
June 24, 2009 at 1:10 pm
You capture the moment well, I enjoy reading your words
~MM – Thanks Duma Key! Hope you are well!
June 25, 2009 at 5:30 am
Very nice. I like the phrase “insidious fragrance”. Well done.
~MM – Thanks Paul
! Welcome to my blog
June 27, 2009 at 4:15 am
This piece is quite satisfying.
~MM – Thank you Mossy