~ The Poet's Place Cafe~

 (This message was edited by drschneider on 06-25-20 @ 4:58 pm EDT)

(This message was edited by drschneider on 06-25-20 @ 4:55 pm EDT)

That poem about coffee made me long for my tea. I hope you won't mind me sharing:

Boredom longing for tea

Oh endless yearning, crushed over for so long…
(squeaked sandalwood softly)

Lament all you want, that’s where you belong!
(rapped enamel slyly)

Big mouth but no chest, ushering words that strong.
(confronted wicker quite harshly)

Stay away from this, venting ain’t that wrong.
(soothed tea leaves casually)

I can’t agree more; I’m burning hot.
(shushed the fiery gaz)

Damn flame must be right, time to dance along.
(fiffed copper nervously)

Instant frozen still. “That’d make a song”!
(observed bored apathy)


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