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Tea Bag

Clock ticking Time for tea Opening the tea box Fingers sink into the peach flavor The light on the electric kettle flickers Pouring the hot water in a crystal cup The tea bag ready to dive Time to infuse the aroma Sigh Waiting for the tea to brew The cup is taken Blissful unity to be sipped The drip into the mouth Awakens the senses Back to another day of finances

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Charlene Wilcox

Date: 9/15/2014 9:21:00 PM

Somebody likes Tea...I do too and Your poem had a nice brew to it...Nice write.Ty for sharing something of simplicity with Me.You even showed Your imagination..There are not to many poets I know that can get a poem out of a tea bag...Good Job..TY for sharing the poem with Me..

Gordon Mcconnell

Date: 9/15/2014 5:16:00 AM

real nice brew Bhavna, makes one smell it before we see it, nice piece, God bless, Gordon

Dave Timperley

Date: 4/13/2014 7:06:00 AM

Ah The taste is worth the wait. As with good poetry. I like this work. God Bless. D.

Paul Callus

Date: 3/11/2014 9:17:00 AM

from a blissful state...back to reality...// paul