Cuppa Poems - Poems about Cuppa

With a stiff upper lip and old school tie still it's just not cricket but the upper crust they say are on a sticky wicket to pay the estate or make ends meet they have conducted tours of stately homes safari parks and the family jewels we used to go to Scarborough Southend-on-Sea Bognor Brighton Blackpool have fish 'n' chips for tea but now for fifty...

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The air slowly fills with curly pungent wafts of steam billowing up from a hot freshly brewed cup of coffee. Raising the baton to conduct the dawn chorus of bird songs and plans mulled to begin. I love to see and feel the ringlet tufts of steam getting up my nose, blurring and opening up my eyes, like a curtain raise, to conduct...

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... I'll make you a cuppa coffee whilst my heart remains waiting to receive the other stolen half playing the melancholia tunes on a piano in the ocean with broken bemoaning keys dreaming my dread will float with the curling reflecting waves I'll make you a cuppa coffee mixed with my eagerness to be enough and to become a cumbersome pillow-covered boulder willingly chained in place for you...

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CUPPA CHAR When the world is spinning and all logic is gone No sense of winning, and nothing to think upon Then sit down for a rest, as it’s time for a brew A cup of tea is the best, made proper and true So warm up the pot, so it is good and ready Swill water that’s hot, with a...

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A cuppa joe and off I go to work, because I owe so many so much I'm quite out of touch It's time I won the Lotto!...

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We dashed through the rainy afternoon taking a moment to escape the deluge in a corner café. Our stormy adventure fueled an intense love....

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I love it, Our morning ritual of tea, Just you and me. But the milkman, and the maid The kids wailing, Like the newly awoken dead Won’t have it. Gotterdammerung They scream. Or something That sounds Just like it. Tea gone cold. The morning Feels old....

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Was just drinking tea when my sight was messed up Went blind in one eye… left the spoon in the cup 17 December 2021 For Contest: Bite Sized Poem #30 Sponsor: Line Gauthuer...

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A Morning Cuppa by (Bob) Moore (2018) A cup of tea is lovely in the morning sit out the front just as the day is dawning a big veranda there, with a table and a chair to plan...

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There once was a barista named Joe the joke always tiresome and so-so he swallowed it well because tips were swell so he put on a pretty good show...

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A CUPPA TEA A cuppa tea for my confused cluttered mind, A cuppa tea to rest and try hard to unwind, A cuppa tea for our beings to merely cleanse, A cuppa tea please, I have just been fined! Tea is universal whatever the flavour, Thus each cuppa tea has it’s own flavour, A cuppa tea so welcome after shopping in...

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We used to just have a cup of coffee Black Possibly with milk Maybe with sugar Mostly on Sundays and with cream as a bonus Today they call it caffe latte or cappuccino Americano for the purist From a fancy machine With intricate pads Anytime everywhere all day...

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The billy boils on an open flame Or an electric kettle boils in a modern game A sprinkle of tea and around the world twirl Smokos on is the welcome yell We learnt this from the British ones A group of Aussies the smile is won It could be a morning break or sundown meal It all has for us a refreshing...

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I sometimes see you in my dreams We haven’t met though so it seems You must however also see me For I am willing it to be We could then have a talk and we would also go for a walk And you would be more than just a thought You might be part of my family That now resides under...

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Take a sip On this trip In good time Taste rich mime Tea cuppa Not mocca In a brew Fine form stews Quick clear taste Sip blunt haste Leon Enriquez 14 May 2018 Hamlet Place, ACT...

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