Join me in my wondrous tea-sipping spree
Along scent of chamomile, wafting free
To celebrate health of wellness degree.
Let’s have green tea of therapeutic reign
Offering calmness from work-pressures’ strain
While savouring great pleasurable gain.
How about mint tea midst contentment bliss?
Let’s drink to that with fellowship we can’t miss
As we welcome replenishment from Brod and Sis.
There’s herbal tea with refreshing flavour
Its detoxifying might has won our favour
We always seek along exuberant fervour.
Oh, here’s milk tea ready to quench our thirst
We thank God* that in His bounty, we’re nursed
So we can share with gracious zestful burst.
*1Timothy 1:12 And I thank Christ Jesus our Lord, who hath enabled me, for that he counted me faithful, putting me into the ministry.
February 9, 2023
2nd place, "Tea Time" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Natasha L Scragg; judged on 2/8/2024.
3rd place, "Stirring my tea" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Fire Bird; judged on 1/9/2024.
3rd place, "PREMIER CHOICE no 1188" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 2/18/2023.
Random Thoughts
I'm running back and forth on the CDEF drives
Give physical exams, slimming and detoxifying them
Years of accumulated love and hatred
Have crushed their backs
And Hackers would reappear at any moment
The Stolen Office didn’t recognize the world that's evolving too fast
It stayed in the winter of 2003, alone and old
The WPS Office played Foshan Invisible Kick for a while
And kicked my all-afternoon efforts
into the sea of shadows
Everything becomes unfamiliar and strange
Someone says I should have bought a new PC
Sounds like a new CP
Enthusiasm will not last long
Not to mention love till the end
Midnight in the south is unusually quiet
I’m fighting with nobody on the net
Soon be defeated and flee
Weather forecast says there will be a cliff-broken cooling
Now I'm down the cliff
Now I learn again to see
How to act, behave and be
No longer absent minded, clueless
And feel no longer eyeless or disconnected.
Although the pain I’ve caused is great
I feel a change is more sense in need
Begin the lift of barriers proceeds.
The sense of unrest prolongs
With gates of hell I’ll belong
This road, my life feels grossly shortened.
But how I long to feel
All this pain and unrest be illusion
Every forthcoming result in conclusion
Frees the guilt and shameful wrongs
And beginnings of myself be strong
For I am in need of redemption
End resulting be contention
Within myself, I’ll see the change
From detoxifying burning rage
My body, my mind, my soul
Again will become more whole.