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.
another cup
one cup of tea and I’m more than
ready to go out of a morning
so grey and windy and wet and
who am I kidding, fill her back up ..
ready to go out of a morning
so grey and windy and wet and
who am I kidding, fill her back up ..
#morning
#tea
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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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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
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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
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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
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