Poems about Tea
#tea
Tea poems, here you'll find poems about tea! Poetry about the taste and culture of tea drinking and all the varieties of tea which are enjoyed throughout the world.
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
15th Sep 2024 00:58am
15th Sep 2024 00:58am
too much tea and toast
sunday lunch is problematical,
I rise late and have a late
breakfast, I don’t want lunch, but then
I’ve always loved a good roast
I rise late and have a late
breakfast, I don’t want lunch, but then
I’ve always loved a good roast
#food
#tea
61 reads
2 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
9th Sep 2024 11:51pm
9th Sep 2024 11:51pm
breakfast
fried bacon roll
of the drums, please!
usually it’s just a
cuppa tea
and a cig,
but today I am making a real
effort, in my own way, admittedly, to
just look
at how I live ..
of the drums, please!
usually it’s just a
cuppa tea
and a cig,
but today I am making a real
effort, in my own way, admittedly, to
just look
at how I live ..
#alcohol
#food
#tea
70 reads
3 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
16th Aug 2024 4:45pm
16th Aug 2024 4:45pm
the meat locker
The Meat Locker
The largest ice freezer of free-range Texan
long-horns where mice wore fur to survive
broke down, the carcasses began rotting
thrown into the bay.
The day after, sharks came to the surface
throwing up, turning the water foamy
For anglers, it was a bonus they caught
big marlins and red snappers
The largest ice freezer of free-range Texan
long-horns where mice wore fur to survive
broke down, the carcasses began rotting
thrown into the bay.
The day after, sharks came to the surface
throwing up, turning the water foamy
For anglers, it was a bonus they caught
big marlins and red snappers
#alcohol
#coffee
#food #tea
#food #tea
59 reads
0 Comments
ExercisingDemons
Poem Published
1st Jul 2024 9:17am
1st Jul 2024 9:17am
Cups And Beasts At The Same Time Gave Me A Head Injury
Both china in pens and
bulls in aisle ten
strive to
beguile or blend,
rile,
phone friends
Glass,
Hooves
violent friends,
the heck I'm on about?
What am I doing lately,
stab, berate me,
shake me, hate me,
bake me,
turn me into cake,
pee
on my arms and face
lace me,
waste me
shoot my heart to space,
I dunno
I don't know
bulls in aisle ten
strive to
beguile or blend,
rile,
phone friends
Glass,
Hooves
violent friends,
the heck I'm on about?
What am I doing lately,
stab, berate me,
shake me, hate me,
bake me,
turn me into cake,
pee
on my arms and face
lace me,
waste me
shoot my heart to space,
I dunno
I don't know
#animals
#tea
119 reads
1 Comment
missjem56
Poem Published
7th Jun 2024 1:29am
7th Jun 2024 1:29am
It's Decaf!
Have i sunk
to a new low?
Or discovered
a new high?
Now smoking
a joint
Using Earl Grey
tea
As tobacco
It's decaf!!!!
by Jemia
to a new low?
Or discovered
a new high?
Now smoking
a joint
Using Earl Grey
tea
As tobacco
It's decaf!!!!
by Jemia
#funny
#marijuana
#satirical #tea
#satirical #tea
154 reads
0 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2024 12:23pm
22nd Feb 2024 12:23pm
Death and Tea
On a gray autumn afternoon,
death knocked on my door
with a serene smile. Without delay
I asked: "Come in, don't stay outside."
We sat at the oak table,
Death, in silence, observed the space.
I served the tea, very hot, in moments,
and death accepted, with a grateful gesture.
"Let's chat," I said,
Death nodded, "But about what, honey?"
"Life, dreams, everything that comes and goes too
and about how in the end, everything is lost, even the sky."
We talk about love, glory days, ...
death knocked on my door
with a serene smile. Without delay
I asked: "Come in, don't stay outside."
We sat at the oak table,
Death, in silence, observed the space.
I served the tea, very hot, in moments,
and death accepted, with a grateful gesture.
"Let's chat," I said,
Death nodded, "But about what, honey?"
"Life, dreams, everything that comes and goes too
and about how in the end, everything is lost, even the sky."
We talk about love, glory days, ...
#death
#atheism
#funny
#dialogue
#tea
160 reads
7 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
13th Feb 2024 10:52pm
13th Feb 2024 10:52pm
live jazz coffee house haiku
live jazz coffee house haiku
jazz house
for coffee partisans
Picasso sax
Harlem taxi
to blue Annapurna
of smoky curaçao
king Richard
a lionhearted
apostle of blues
Kublai Khan
reigns atop blue pagoda
for millennia of sax
pope of jazz
decrees the blues
to poppy heads
mint leaf rag
on a midnight Joplin
rocks on scotch
jazz house
for coffee partisans
Picasso sax
Harlem taxi
to blue Annapurna
of smoky curaçao
king Richard
a lionhearted
apostle of blues
Kublai Khan
reigns atop blue pagoda
for millennia of sax
pope of jazz
decrees the blues
to poppy heads
mint leaf rag
on a midnight Joplin
rocks on scotch
#music
#coffee
#haiku
#mythology
#tea
110 reads
2 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
31st Jan 2024 9:36pm
31st Jan 2024 9:36pm
Nice To See You In This Cafe
Clare sipped her iced tea.
Eric walked in and smiled at Clare.
They enjoyed a tasty lunch.
Eric walked in and smiled at Clare.
They enjoyed a tasty lunch.
#friendship
#fiction
#lover
#dating
#tea
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Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
28th Jan 2024 00:01am
28th Jan 2024 00:01am
Stop and Smell the Coffee
Time flies by everyone wants to get somewhere
they have no time to stand and admire
there is no calm in their existence
everything is rushing all needs are instant
not all wants that tea and conversation
or dip their biscuits in hot milky coffee
or watch a bird fly overhead in admiration
and wonder how it is to fly so high, so free
they are tied up with the world
what is Kate wearing to the Gala
why Meghan’s hat makes her look old
does red go with black or yellow
how is old Bruce doing now
why did Tiffany’s...
they have no time to stand and admire
there is no calm in their existence
everything is rushing all needs are instant
not all wants that tea and conversation
or dip their biscuits in hot milky coffee
or watch a bird fly overhead in admiration
and wonder how it is to fly so high, so free
they are tied up with the world
what is Kate wearing to the Gala
why Meghan’s hat makes her look old
does red go with black or yellow
how is old Bruce doing now
why did Tiffany’s...
#friendship
#tea
110 reads
9 Comments
tomyaccusers
Poem Published
4th Jan 2024 4:15pm
4th Jan 2024 4:15pm
Depression and anxiety
NHS Doctor..
“Do you think you may have depression?”
Me;
“Er.. No”.
“Have you ever suffered from depression? “
“No”.
“Have you ever had low moods?”
“No”..
“ Oh..Well maybe when my Dad died in 2001, but something happened so that I knew he was OK”..
From that The NHS diagnosed me with depression and for the next few months in 2019 I Was bombarded by emails and letters from social services asking if I had low moods and whether or not I would be open to joining a weekly walking group that consisted of people with anxiety and...
“Do you think you may have depression?”
Me;
“Er.. No”.
“Have you ever suffered from depression? “
“No”.
“Have you ever had low moods?”
“No”..
“ Oh..Well maybe when my Dad died in 2001, but something happened so that I knew he was OK”..
From that The NHS diagnosed me with depression and for the next few months in 2019 I Was bombarded by emails and letters from social services asking if I had low moods and whether or not I would be open to joining a weekly walking group that consisted of people with anxiety and...
#tea
129 reads
goldenmyst
Poem Published
4th Jan 2024 00:53am
4th Jan 2024 00:53am
winter angel
winter angel
tressed leaves
in tea-bag scarf
winter mint
sweet and fresh
as a cup of peppermint tea
bijou
brew bearer
of spirit warmth
winter angel
tressed leaves
in tea-bag scarf
winter mint
sweet and fresh
as a cup of peppermint tea
bijou
brew bearer
of spirit warmth
winter angel
#women
#beauty
#winter
#coffee
#tea
208 reads
6 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
25th Dec 2023 10:20am
25th Dec 2023 10:20am
russia, my lovely
Russia, my lovely
Why do I remember this now on a Christmas day
galley boy on a tank ship that was old in 1956
as the youngest of the crew of mostly middle-aged men
it is safe to assume I'm the only one left alive.
The ship arrived late at the port I have long forgotten its name, we had been stuck by drifting ice and only the Russians could come to free us.
A large icebreaker came and got us out of the mess
it appears the winter that year had been hard,
the elderly
said it was because a long war had upset the weather pattern, the cook, who...
Why do I remember this now on a Christmas day
galley boy on a tank ship that was old in 1956
as the youngest of the crew of mostly middle-aged men
it is safe to assume I'm the only one left alive.
The ship arrived late at the port I have long forgotten its name, we had been stuck by drifting ice and only the Russians could come to free us.
A large icebreaker came and got us out of the mess
it appears the winter that year had been hard,
the elderly
said it was because a long war had upset the weather pattern, the cook, who...
#alcohol
#food
#tea
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