Teapoet
Folding little tea poems
Origami notes
Petals of the Orient
Light enough to float
"A blog is to a writer what a canvas is to an artist." ~ Colleen Redman
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June 24th, 2008 10:08 am
it was a red tea morning
June 24th, 2008 10:44 am
remember sail linger time yesterday is~
change!
June 24th, 2008 11:03 am
Wonderful! Did you have to use a magnifying glass to read those words?
June 24th, 2008 11:12 am
Photoshop!
June 24th, 2008 1:55 pm
On a desert isle
Only one can be
In your little china pot
Coffee, brewed, or tea?
The answer is quite simple
No need to have a think
Can’t possibly endure the day
Without my tea to drink.
Kathleen Mortensen
Now, I think I’ll go brew up some Lapsang Souchong
June 24th, 2008 2:12 pm
Don’t brew the Lapsang Souchong or the Oolong too long.
We are teapoet kindreds, Kathleen.
June 24th, 2008 10:38 pm
Just picked up some Jasmine Dragon Phoenix pearls to try tonight…Love the poetry and tea magnets together… 🙂
June 24th, 2008 11:26 pm
What a delightful poem and photo. Makes me want to go brew some Queen Anne tea for my evening writing session. Thinking of you, XINE
June 25th, 2008 9:11 am
A delicious poem, Colleen! It went down as easy as a cup of Tazo Wild Orange.
July 10th, 2008 9:04 am
Absolutely LOVE this! The Perfect Cuppa!