Poems About Tea Seeking Friendly Advice
#tea
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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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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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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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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Taco Bell Encounter
shredded cheese lingers on my shirt from the inside of the taco from taco bell I just scarfed down.
my thoughts race and the good taste help ease my mind. But i know this shit is killing me.
I know this food isnt what god has for me
I parked my car even just to hide my desire to continuously eat .
Im hungry but not for this bullshit.
yet i take another bite.
I used to think this shit is like a science project.
Im the mouse and this food is the chemical.
I opened my doubled stuffed burrito and memorys from my...
my thoughts race and the good taste help ease my mind. But i know this shit is killing me.
I know this food isnt what god has for me
I parked my car even just to hide my desire to continuously eat .
Im hungry but not for this bullshit.
yet i take another bite.
I used to think this shit is like a science project.
Im the mouse and this food is the chemical.
I opened my doubled stuffed burrito and memorys from my...
#food
#tea
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a Goa restaurant
The Goa restaurant was in a quiet neighbourhood
a place with small shops selling domestic wares
of the things needed for everyday use
a place I would like to live instead of in a tower block
on entering the restaurant, I took a direct aversion
of the dark blue brocade covering the chairs and also
of the golden-painted walls, but let it pass.
The food we were served was good but ordinary
In the Indian style, they tend to use the same spices
so, all dishes that, in the end, taste the same.
We drank cold beer, and later, my wife had ice cream ...
a place with small shops selling domestic wares
of the things needed for everyday use
a place I would like to live instead of in a tower block
on entering the restaurant, I took a direct aversion
of the dark blue brocade covering the chairs and also
of the golden-painted walls, but let it pass.
The food we were served was good but ordinary
In the Indian style, they tend to use the same spices
so, all dishes that, in the end, taste the same.
We drank cold beer, and later, my wife had ice cream ...
#alcohol
#coffee
#food #tea
#food #tea
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Tea Biscuits and Tea
Tea biscuits so sweet
Dipped in chrysanthemum tea
How I love to eat
~
Cinnamon, honey
Favorite additions yes
Bursting with flavors
~
Oh fruit on the side
How you bring me such deep pride
I've chosen my health
Dipped in chrysanthemum tea
How I love to eat
~
Cinnamon, honey
Favorite additions yes
Bursting with flavors
~
Oh fruit on the side
How you bring me such deep pride
I've chosen my health
#peace
#senryu
#healing #tea
#healing #tea
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Home Remedy(Senryu)
Stomach aching now
I need some tea to settle
Peppermint is cool~
I need some tea to settle
Peppermint is cool~
#senryu
#tea
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The Empty Teacup
The red pen
Flew from my hand
Leaking, inky words
Upon virgin vellum
Pirouetting inspiration
Spiralling, then swirling
Into an empty teacup
Apart from the leaves
That no longer
Had any tale, to tell
As they lay scattered
Like a confusion of words
That lay speechless
Hanging on the edge of an empty void
Like dry lips
Parched, and pursed
As an overused teabag
by Jemia
Flew from my hand
Leaking, inky words
Upon virgin vellum
Pirouetting inspiration
Spiralling, then swirling
Into an empty teacup
Apart from the leaves
That no longer
Had any tale, to tell
As they lay scattered
Like a confusion of words
That lay speechless
Hanging on the edge of an empty void
Like dry lips
Parched, and pursed
As an overused teabag
by Jemia
#LifeAsAWriter
#philosophical
#tea
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the stealing
The Stealing
A big black bike, with frugal rubber tires
and an old-fashioned handlebar,
is leaning against a whitewashed wall,
this morning.
Someone had nicked it on the way from
the bar last night:
so, the thief lives in one of the stone cottages
around here.
The bike looks catholic,
isn’t telling,
made of hollow steel tubes, chains and rubber
it really doesn’t care who rides it.
It didn’t use to be like this, years ago
I often found a donkey grazing outside
the houses seemed to be an everyday thing, ...
A big black bike, with frugal rubber tires
and an old-fashioned handlebar,
is leaning against a whitewashed wall,
this morning.
Someone had nicked it on the way from
the bar last night:
so, the thief lives in one of the stone cottages
around here.
The bike looks catholic,
isn’t telling,
made of hollow steel tubes, chains and rubber
it really doesn’t care who rides it.
It didn’t use to be like this, years ago
I often found a donkey grazing outside
the houses seemed to be an everyday thing, ...
#alcohol
#coffee
#food #tea
#food #tea
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Wigwam
To much tea
Lots to pee
'To pee, or not to pee!'
I call this
My wigwam moment
Aka teapee
by Jemia
Lots to pee
'To pee, or not to pee!'
I call this
My wigwam moment
Aka teapee
by Jemia
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#tea
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And this just fell out of my keyboard
Something inside says I should write.
Maybe something
grand and bombastic
radiant like the sun,
proclaiming my return
from self-imposed exile
Or maybe a rage,
rage against the current world
But I find myself too content to rage
The distanced contentment
of tending a garden in England
while elsewhere in the world scrabble to simply survive
Because fuck it,
my words are garbled
and conveying is so bloody hard,
Just longing for that time when a love
stops me mid-waffle
and says ...
Maybe something
grand and bombastic
radiant like the sun,
proclaiming my return
from self-imposed exile
Or maybe a rage,
rage against the current world
But I find myself too content to rage
The distanced contentment
of tending a garden in England
while elsewhere in the world scrabble to simply survive
Because fuck it,
my words are garbled
and conveying is so bloody hard,
Just longing for that time when a love
stops me mid-waffle
and says ...
#sadness
#earth
#wisdom
#tea
#emotions
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