Best Perusing Poems

Perusing the tea, what it brings, vitality, refreshing, or tranquility.

tea’s altruistic -
the elixir gives itself
to succor ailments

I warm leaves up when my hands and feet are icy cold. The boil arouses my expectations. The raucous kettle poured over a roomy sachet.

the tea bag’s floating -
my...

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It's not amusing
But very confusing
When your muse isn't musing
Simply refusing
To muse

It's not of my choosing
My mind I am losing
I'm constantly snoozing
My brain needs infusing
To muse...

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