Best Tea Leaf Poems

I have a cup full of tea leaves
that my story, it is suppose to
hold.

I don't know if I believe this
but the cup is lovely enough
I...

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One More Cuppa Tea 

to the unknowing
the cup is empty,
slightly stained,
laced with miniscule
cracks.  It has a glossy
sheen., polished
by life’s luster,
buffed and buffeted
by its burdens,
distilling...

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I was born within the sound of Bow bells in the east end of London, this makes me a true cockney, I own a cock...

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The Great Bell of Bow

I feel such a Steam Tug and no Porkies
Some Tea Leaf Half Inched me Jam jar

In me local Nuclear Sub you...

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The Great Bell of Bow

I feel such a Steam Tug and no Porkies
Some Tea Leaf Half Inched me Jam jar

In me local Nuclear Sub you...

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Tea leaf powder brewed
Token stream of tea devolves
Cyclye of life flows
Reincarnated grains bind
Nouveau palates sift huskings...

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I Like The 'Black Tea, The White Tea
and The English Breakfast & Earl Grey'
and I Serve 'Rooibos' and 'Ginger'  Teas
In My Silver Pot, Cups...

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zen swirled, tea leaf clouds
wisps of chi on autumn’s breath… 
         scent of sunflower

   ...

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She told me she stopped drinking to avoid a hangover
This, I laughed at 
She does a lot of things almost like idiocy but I wouldn’t...

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Too Good For Me

You want me to be a dancer
But my rhythm is in my speech
Always asking me for answers
When the words are out of...

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What is she making? Someone asks, wondering aloud.
She is a pretty girl, friendly, but not overly loud.
It looks like something red, someone replies. Maybe berries?
There...

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Mid morning in the now leafy white poplar, tall and symmetrical,

four flashing light and dark magnificent magpies tea leaf, steal the 

mannerisms of tinier wagtails...

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Echoes of the woman's tea-leaf warnings 
bounce in my head...
I stare at the spilled apple sauce 
all over my bed...
I watch the flickering TV in...

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Cool Moe B

Back in the day we used to pray
 Others say it ought not be that way
 Snake pit, lion's den you need someone...

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She spent her life doing just the one thing, 
One thing that people payed for,
The one thing nobody else could do…
They’d pay to watch her...

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