Best Teapot Poems

I’m a little teapot*
Of that there is no doubt
I need my first fix in the morning
Or I will scream and shout!

The kettle whistles to let...

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She pours him a cup of empty
From a teapot of childhood dreams
He loves the sound of her giggles
Hers is the light of a thousand moonbeams

Moonbeams...

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I open the book of time once more and again,
where pages are engraved in my mind;
the worn old pages-   all tattered and yellow,
oh,...

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Like block shaped wheels our lives stumble at the chapters we write
Corners seem dark and teeming with doubt,
alleyways call in echoes of our name,
as if...

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Another impoverished evening
draped so strangely harsh,  the moon weeps
for one more burning a soul must retain...
And she clings among lost stars
with frozen heartbeat thawing...

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It's styles of a nameless brand pristine day
an exclusive star-sheathed shadow after 
overwhelming luminous glare fainted
a somewhat true-to-life footpath in
a back of structured quaintness

Encountering myself...

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Such pleasure it gives yet thrown away
believe me it will happen to us all one day,
the only way out sadly is not alive
the secret being...

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THE PSYCHEDELIC STEW 
 
We loved to drive out through the hills 
Where landscapes are so green, 
And always sought the smell of hay 
That...

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my mind takes me back through the tattered pages of my life
            ...

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Gathered in the shade of her quaint little garden, 
 where a trellis was woven with rose climbing vines,
   something enchanting, had been...

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My dear Beloved,

Night owl hoots at me again
beneath a ramp of clouds,
like cozy pillow to my moon 
pinching this letter with anticipation
to tuck my ruffled...

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Some days pour like water from a teapot...
Other days like thick syrup from a spoon...
When you miss someone so much you can't stop...
Those feelings in...

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Shooting in the Heaven's a fireworks in this sky
To love you deeply in this world in which you gave me
You're a hot exploding star even...

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There is a little cottage down by the sea
That serves warm scones and pots of tea

An old tired cottage made of stone
That stands pridefully all...

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On My Blindness

I'm going blind;
Blind from picking roses in the graveyard.
Blind from being what I'm not.
Blind from being what I am.

I am losing my sight;
Once...

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