Teapoet
Stream of clarity flows
from an orange pekoe sea
a leafy twig floats
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November 10th, 2008 4:24 pm
Wonderful imagery!
November 10th, 2008 6:09 pm
hm, like the playful substitution of sea for tea. nice cuppa steamy calm.
November 10th, 2008 7:56 pm
That tea looks so inviting, I can almost smell it from here.
Michele sent me,
Mike
November 11th, 2008 2:00 am
i want to know what happens to my comments?! some word hungry animal is chewing them up! i thought i left the very first comment this morning….about how this made me want a cup of my orange spice tea! so strange….
November 11th, 2008 9:04 am
I’m glad your back, Skye! I always love to hear from you.
I think the tea pictured was red tea, taken at on of my friend Katherine’s tea parties. She usually sets up a buffet of different teas. I matched it up with the tea poem because of the orange. Seeing any cup of tea always makes me want to drink, like smokers want to light up when they see someone else do so.