Poems About Tea Published by Members Recently Online
#tea
~daily Ceylon-ing spirituali’tea’ (where we fuse as pure sex, my love)
viz: Ceylon Tea
#love
#sex
#spiritual #tea
#spiritual #tea
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~daily Ceylon-ing spirituali’tea’ (where we fuse as pure sex, my love)
viz: Ceylon Tea
#love
#sex
#spiritual #tea
#spiritual #tea
150 reads
5 Comments
~daily Ceylon-ing spirituali’tea’ (where we fuse as pure sex, my love)
viz: Ceylon Tea
#love
#sex
#spiritual #tea
#spiritual #tea
150 reads
5 Comments
~daily Ceylon-ing spirituali’tea’ (where we fuse as pure sex, my love)
viz: Ceylon Tea
#love
#sex
#spiritual #tea
#spiritual #tea
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5 Comments
Afternoon Rhyme
It is always the same way
I choose to end my day
a steeping cup of tea
just me and my poetry
While I travel around the world
now savor verses unfurled
a most sacred time
sanctified in its rhyme
Reciting all my favorite lines
marvel at how each entwines
such a sweet sibilant delight
in each poetic write
As I step back from the prosaic
finally see the vast mosaic
like some clear simile
or a metaphor meant for me
Listening to the ancient muse
find the right words to choose
to...
I choose to end my day
a steeping cup of tea
just me and my poetry
While I travel around the world
now savor verses unfurled
a most sacred time
sanctified in its rhyme
Reciting all my favorite lines
marvel at how each entwines
such a sweet sibilant delight
in each poetic write
As I step back from the prosaic
finally see the vast mosaic
like some clear simile
or a metaphor meant for me
Listening to the ancient muse
find the right words to choose
to...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#tea
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5 Comments
Afternoon Rhyme
It is always the same way
I choose to end my day
a steeping cup of tea
just me and my poetry
While I travel around the world
now savor verses unfurled
a most sacred time
sanctified in its rhyme
Reciting all my favorite lines
marvel at how each entwines
such a sweet sibilant delight
in each poetic write
As I step back from the prosaic
finally see the vast mosaic
like some clear simile
or a metaphor meant for me
Listening to the ancient muse
find the right words to choose
to...
I choose to end my day
a steeping cup of tea
just me and my poetry
While I travel around the world
now savor verses unfurled
a most sacred time
sanctified in its rhyme
Reciting all my favorite lines
marvel at how each entwines
such a sweet sibilant delight
in each poetic write
As I step back from the prosaic
finally see the vast mosaic
like some clear simile
or a metaphor meant for me
Listening to the ancient muse
find the right words to choose
to...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#tea
15 reads
5 Comments
Afternoon Rhyme
It is always the same way
I choose to end my day
a steeping cup of tea
just me and my poetry
While I travel around the world
now savor verses unfurled
a most sacred time
sanctified in its rhyme
Reciting all my favorite lines
marvel at how each entwines
such a sweet sibilant delight
in each poetic write
As I step back from the prosaic
finally see the vast mosaic
like some clear simile
or a metaphor meant for me
Listening to the ancient muse
find the right words to choose
to...
I choose to end my day
a steeping cup of tea
just me and my poetry
While I travel around the world
now savor verses unfurled
a most sacred time
sanctified in its rhyme
Reciting all my favorite lines
marvel at how each entwines
such a sweet sibilant delight
in each poetic write
As I step back from the prosaic
finally see the vast mosaic
like some clear simile
or a metaphor meant for me
Listening to the ancient muse
find the right words to choose
to...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#tea
15 reads
5 Comments
Afternoon Rhyme
It is always the same way
I choose to end my day
a steeping cup of tea
just me and my poetry
While I travel around the world
now savor verses unfurled
a most sacred time
sanctified in its rhyme
Reciting all my favorite lines
marvel at how each entwines
such a sweet sibilant delight
in each poetic write
As I step back from the prosaic
finally see the vast mosaic
like some clear simile
or a metaphor meant for me
Listening to the ancient muse
find the right words to choose
to...
I choose to end my day
a steeping cup of tea
just me and my poetry
While I travel around the world
now savor verses unfurled
a most sacred time
sanctified in its rhyme
Reciting all my favorite lines
marvel at how each entwines
such a sweet sibilant delight
in each poetic write
As I step back from the prosaic
finally see the vast mosaic
like some clear simile
or a metaphor meant for me
Listening to the ancient muse
find the right words to choose
to...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#tea
15 reads
5 Comments
Afternoon Rhyme
It is always the same way
I choose to end my day
a steeping cup of tea
just me and my poetry
While I travel around the world
now savor verses unfurled
a most sacred time
sanctified in its rhyme
Reciting all my favorite lines
marvel at how each entwines
such a sweet sibilant delight
in each poetic write
As I step back from the prosaic
finally see the vast mosaic
like some clear simile
or a metaphor meant for me
Listening to the ancient muse
find the right words to choose
to...
I choose to end my day
a steeping cup of tea
just me and my poetry
While I travel around the world
now savor verses unfurled
a most sacred time
sanctified in its rhyme
Reciting all my favorite lines
marvel at how each entwines
such a sweet sibilant delight
in each poetic write
As I step back from the prosaic
finally see the vast mosaic
like some clear simile
or a metaphor meant for me
Listening to the ancient muse
find the right words to choose
to...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#tea
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5 Comments
Master Jewelers
Some of them grew up on pot farms.
Young folks seeing the plants – As pure innocents.
(Perhaps a true form of innocence.)
Innocence, lost in air raids of helicopter swarms.
When the shit was banned, propaganda proliferated.
The term MJ – Signified something that would turn you gay.
“Mary/Juan” – A hermaphroditic human, or something?
Or perhaps make you play the piano in frantic madness, crazy.
Certainly, it was an attack on the people’s best interests,
A defense of the textile industry & other interests.
And perhaps even a...
Young folks seeing the plants – As pure innocents.
(Perhaps a true form of innocence.)
Innocence, lost in air raids of helicopter swarms.
When the shit was banned, propaganda proliferated.
The term MJ – Signified something that would turn you gay.
“Mary/Juan” – A hermaphroditic human, or something?
Or perhaps make you play the piano in frantic madness, crazy.
Certainly, it was an attack on the people’s best interests,
A defense of the textile industry & other interests.
And perhaps even a...
#forest
#nature
#coffee
#misunderstood
#tea
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2 Comments
Master Jewelers
Some of them grew up on pot farms.
Young folks seeing the plants – As pure innocents.
(Perhaps a true form of innocence.)
Innocence, lost in air raids of helicopter swarms.
When the shit was banned, propaganda proliferated.
The term MJ – Signified something that would turn you gay.
“Mary/Juan” – A hermaphroditic human, or something?
Or perhaps make you play the piano in frantic madness, crazy.
Certainly, it was an attack on the people’s best interests,
A defense of the textile industry & other interests.
And perhaps even a...
Young folks seeing the plants – As pure innocents.
(Perhaps a true form of innocence.)
Innocence, lost in air raids of helicopter swarms.
When the shit was banned, propaganda proliferated.
The term MJ – Signified something that would turn you gay.
“Mary/Juan” – A hermaphroditic human, or something?
Or perhaps make you play the piano in frantic madness, crazy.
Certainly, it was an attack on the people’s best interests,
A defense of the textile industry & other interests.
And perhaps even a...
#forest
#nature
#coffee
#misunderstood
#tea
378 reads
2 Comments
Master Jewelers
Some of them grew up on pot farms.
Young folks seeing the plants – As pure innocents.
(Perhaps a true form of innocence.)
Innocence, lost in air raids of helicopter swarms.
When the shit was banned, propaganda proliferated.
The term MJ – Signified something that would turn you gay.
“Mary/Juan” – A hermaphroditic human, or something?
Or perhaps make you play the piano in frantic madness, crazy.
Certainly, it was an attack on the people’s best interests,
A defense of the textile industry & other interests.
And perhaps even a...
Young folks seeing the plants – As pure innocents.
(Perhaps a true form of innocence.)
Innocence, lost in air raids of helicopter swarms.
When the shit was banned, propaganda proliferated.
The term MJ – Signified something that would turn you gay.
“Mary/Juan” – A hermaphroditic human, or something?
Or perhaps make you play the piano in frantic madness, crazy.
Certainly, it was an attack on the people’s best interests,
A defense of the textile industry & other interests.
And perhaps even a...
#forest
#nature
#coffee
#misunderstood
#tea
378 reads
2 Comments
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