Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Tea with Honey

Relaxed on the porch I try not to scorch
my lap with this fluid aroused by a torch
which clamored to steep these leaves that I heap
whose tendrils of flavor will pleasantly seep—
ringlets of steam like mist from a dream
entice me to try something other than cream
so I sweeten my stein with bumblebee wine
and savor each drop, your hand clasped in mine.

7 comments:

ozymandiaz said...

Dude, this is just sweet.
I love tea with my honey, also.

Crunchy Weta said...

eeewwww tea with cream!!! So nicely written I almost feel tempted to try tea with honey.
Cheers
Glenn

Jo Janoski said...

Was it the tea or the company that tasted so sweet? Nicely done.

Shirley said...

A very sweet home coming indeed! I'm a coffee addict myself but you make tea sound good! Beautifully written and very sweet.

Roger Stevens said...

Nice poem - you sentimental thing.

rch said...

Hi Oz, thanks and enjoy!

Hey Glenn, you should it's especially great for a sore throat, thanks much.

Hi Jo, always the company that makes the occassion, thanks for yours!

Hello Shirley thanks to you also.

Awww shucks Roger, now my secret is out ;) Thanks for stopping by.

Madison said...

Darling,
You are so far from an average poet.
Unbelievable. You are wonderful.