Long Cup and saucer Poems

An age old tradition has gone viral in the sky, Santa is moving around in his three piece gown carrying I don’t know what in his burnt out sleigh;   gift I supposed? Three...

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Ain't nothin' like a steamin' cup o' coffee to greet the early morn.
It'll calm yer nerves and git you goin' just as sure as you wuz born!
With mixin's added to suit yer taste, it must...

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I do not recall which brand of coffee she liked best.
Nor do I remember if she liked it with cream and sugar.
But I am certain that she liked it strong and hot; so hot in...

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Chimera of visual candy and sounds. I twirl my poetic skirt — the Magyar gypsy in me abandons time and space — the earth is mine — to mold, create as my God whispers splendiferous...

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This may seem a vacuous subject upon which to muse,
But ain't it amazin' the myriad of hats from which to choose?
Browsin' through the haberdashery or millinery shop in town,
You're bound to find the perfect lid...

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Burden of a Hasty Marriage.   
He saw her at the cafe she a cup of cacao and eating a cream cake, 
he had a sandwich with cheese and ham. She looked up and...

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To Divine Wisdom And Guidance In Poetic Rendering                       

Despite today’s debilitating oppressive flows,
We...

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Chaucer and a Cup and Saucer

I just had been reading some Chaucer
When I picked up a cup from its saucer
Looked below and by chance saw Chaucer's name
Would this help me find much fortune and fame?

Now...

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While lounging in my duster* watching news,
I have my morning coffee. When I'm through,
I wash my cup and saucer and admire
their elegance and pleasing shade of blue.

Like other lovely things I own--handbags,
Americana wreaths, and jewelry--
my...

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All I did was get in the water
to bath, drink and have a little think,
but when I did finally emerge
all of the others had gone extinct!
There was some kind of death power purge.
They all left...

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I wound her around my pinky
   She wrapped her heart
      in cellophane 
and gave it me for my birthday 
   I gave her myself
  ...

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A last farewell

	Through the door where only memories lie
	And webs adorn the corners of the hall
	Begging letters strewn across the floor
	No need to give a warming warning call.

	A cup and saucer stained with life's last...

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My late mother got it from a thrift shop 40 years ago -
a fine China teacup and saucer,
it might be worth something,
you never know with fine China teacups.
It could be an antique or just some...

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She sat at the small circular table
the grain now strained
from smears of spilled liquids
a newly placed cup
mist clouds of heat feathering upwards
her gaze darted to the windows
as a glare flicked its tongue against the glass
mocca...

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I thought I made a bucket list 
Of all the things I didn’t want to resist
I went to California and saw the ocean
Travelled to New York City to see the commotion
I hiked the cup and...

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Has many colors and oh, I love it so!
Those shiny cobalt, wood cabinet doors.
Adorable red-checkered curtains,
Golly, why would I want to roam!

I love the wood flooring, so very
welcoming and warm.
The glorious wax melter that says
"Joy"...

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It’s the little things,
that remind me of my aunt,
 and how in some unusual way,
she may still be alive,
if only in the memory,
a passing morning train, 
tea bags splaying suddenly, 
from unopened cupboards,
 I’d actually...

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I’ve set my table; time for tea!
It is an elegant affair.
My doggie sits across from me.
For Teddy there’s a tiny chair.

My two girl cats on chairs sit too.
I’ve set my table; time for tea.
My boy...

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I love each little plate of blue,
and every cup and saucer, too;
you have been mine for many years.
I treasure you. I wept hot tears
when once a child in careless play,
who knew he should not come...

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for Grace Haven
1908 - 1998

Bits are all I have of Grandma now;
a table, a plate, a tall brown pitcher
that held buttermilk 
for more than one generation's mealtimes;
a vase, a painting, a miniature cup and saucer,
bought...

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I'm not going to worry,
About anything today
I'll get my broom
And with a Whooosh,
I'll sweep them all away.

I refuse to look at any newspaper,
Or watch the TV.
I'll sit out in the garden,
To drink my cup of...

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