held

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

9 Responses to “held”

  1. The Warrior Poet Says:

    Many times a single cup of tea will rejuvenate you. Tea and poetry go very well.

    ~MM – Thanks Shaik, yes they do :) !

  2. Maxine Clarke Says:

    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!!

  3. Paul Says:

    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!!

  4. Tracey Says:

    Oh yes, I’ve been there and felt all of this…just lovely.

    ~MM – Thanks Tracey :) !!

  5. cocoyea Says:

    Beautiful piece. Love the ending.

    ~MM – Thanks Cocoyea :) !!

  6. Chico Mahalo Says:

    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 :D !! Thanks Chico, we are simpatico here!

  7. Duma Key Says:

    You capture the moment well, I enjoy reading your words

    ~MM – Thanks Duma Key! Hope you are well!

  8. Paul Says:

    Very nice. I like the phrase “insidious fragrance”. Well done.

    ~MM – Thanks Paul :) ! Welcome to my blog

  9. Mossy Says:

    This piece is quite satisfying.

    ~MM – Thank you Mossy :)


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