Short Afternoon Tea Poems

no wind,blue skies
dozing in a deckchair-
my afternoon tea stews...

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my neighbours lose all fear for me;

for afternoon tea and poetry

Note:a pair of busy parent robins perched upon my book & pen inspiring this verse this 
afternoon...

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Two giraffes sought afternoon tea
An open window they both see
There is nothing finer
Than using fine china
The bonus is their meal was free!
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She no longer speaks to me 
Since I went and stroked her knee
Being carried away
During afternoon tea
When she went and stole my heart
With beef and two veg
And treacle tart...

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Posh giraffes like to take a lengthy sip
Outstanding manners we will not let slip
We like afternoon tea
From a cup - hear our plea
Give us a trough if you want a good tip

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As I sip my afternoon tea, my grand-child runs into the house… “Grand-ma!”


rainboots
mudtracks in the kitchen
a rainbow appears



Submitted on June 8, 2018 for contest HAIBUN sponsored by MICK TALBOT  -  RANKED 4TH...

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shorts,white socks
sandals and panama-
winter-white legs

no wind,blue skies
dozing in a deckchair-
my afternoon tea stews

hottest day of summer
flying ants on high-
a swallows' drive by

summer-days ever-lasting
moments so tender-tasting...

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shorts,white socks
sandals and panama-
winter-white legs

no wind,blue skies
dozing in a deckchair-
my afternoon tea stews

hottest day of summer
flying ants on high-
a swallows' drive by

summer-days ever-lasting
memories so tender-tasting...

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...paper dolls

...afternoon tea with friends

...belly laughs

...as good times lend a hand

...dressing up

...princess on parade

...buttercup

...daddy's favorite name

...precious days

...in the make believe

...reality at bay

...the innocence of dreams...

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When ladies doll up for fun
Over afternoon tea,
My rosy pots brew of laughter
Cups sipping flavored gabs,
When ladies doll up for fun.



A Prized Refrain Contest of nette onclaud
3 August 2015 , Carly Lalion
No. 2--Teapot

My collection of teapots is growing! The best
one is a set from Grams, 1910 English porcelain
edition....

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Crazy crow flew in loops and whorls
Flying pattern as scalloped as mama’s curls
Wee witch said he’s the familiar for me
Invited him to sup on blueberry afternoon tea

Crazy crow flew in the window, around the kitchen twice
The cat said “he looks marvelous, I think he’s nice.”
She truly thought he looked plump and tasty too.
When the crow saw this fat cat, away he flew…....

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Sitting here stirring my afternoon tea. Earl Grey is my favourite, so that it must be. 
With the fragrance of Bergamot filling the air, recollections at Grandma's house take me right there. 
She'd brew up a pot, serve cookies and cake, or sometimes a Cadbury's chocolate flake. 
So that's why Earl Grey is my first choice of tea, for it brings back dear memories of Grandma and me....

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I do desire we may be better strangers.
— As You Like It, Act 3 Scene 2, Line 254; Orlando to Jacques

She called it venting; 
I called it theater. 
On a loop, it was non-stop tragedy 
with no intermission. 

When I spoke of my dreams, 
she'd flinch, as if I had farted 
during her soliloquy. 

So, I paid the bill. 
She kept the punchline. 
Now we’re strangers again—
better cast this time....

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Have a cup of tea
Invite who you may in
Provide some cake as well
Stored in that Christmas tin

An afternoon well spent
Some friends around for tea
Sharing the worries and joys
Not even costing a fee

How the time’s gone
Where the company’s so sweet
The last thing to remember
A time again to meet

An afternoon just spent
Brings comfort to some poor soul
Who may need an encouraging word
To aid them in life’s goal

poetgord@2012...

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universe colliding, waiting for the end
the fate of the universe might be determined by its destiny
for this is the end but the beginning of something beyond ourselves
preoccupied in its beauty are glistening eyes 

i remember the thoughts i had 
over the afternoon tea
the universe was ending
but it did not seem so to me
i only awaited for opportunity 
because that's all i would know and see
not that the universe was ending in the eyes of me...

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Anyone for tennis and cucumber sandwiches?
Gelati and strawberry ice-cream birthday cake.

Six love,  was a surprise ,set,game and match
Sing "Happy Birthday" opening many presents.

Heavenly chocolate, smooth and rich favour..
Friends , Cake and biscuits for Afternoon Tea.

Deep, roasted Coffee, Kahlua and cream..with
Sweet vanilla sugar...I shall always savour

What a beautiful sun-dappled lazy afternoon...
Family,friends,tennis,presents + Tiramasu....

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Ms. Ogre Moose was happy to come to afternoon tea
She enjoyed Victorian Vicky who was lovely to see.
They did not speak the same language but got along fine
Laughing at their men who were silly on cranberry wine.

It’s a great day for a walk, Ms. Ogre Moose told her host.
I’d love to come along, except you have not eaten your toast.
The browned bread was handed over; they exchanged a smile.
It’s a fine day for a walk, Vicky said, walking her guest a half mile....

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Why do we have to eat anyway?
It’s only a habit we picked up
Long ago when we were babies
Blame it on Mommy
She started it, after all
And now we can’t stop
We can’t get away from it
Breakfast . . . lunch . . . dinner
Mid-morning snack
Afternoon tea
Midnight munchies
It never ends
Eating is a necessary evil
It makes us fat
It makes us sick
It drains our bank accounts
Nothing good comes of it
A momentary pleasure, that’s all.
My advice?
Take a vitamin!...

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All of my attempts have failed
Everyone can see
My plans were so detailed
But I still have my afternoon tea

Could I give it one more go
Would anybody even care

I know I am a mess
I've tried to be better
I'll just pick my favorite dress

I'll try to leave tomorrow
I hope it works this time

Would it matter at all
I'm on my knees
I know how to crawl

No need to remind me
I'll give it one more try
I'll become one with the sea
Maybe then I'll fly

*Written on April 24, 2012*...

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Sighing in the rain 

It 
Was a 
Dull morning
Dark and cloudy
But we ventured out
Rushing to catch the train 
Before long we were engulfed
Half way along the avenue
In a downpour of torrential rain
Of course Jan had forgotten her brolly

So we had to turn back, go home again
As she was soaked to the very skin
The rest of us were so annoyed
We would miss the train to town
Be late for the concert
And afternoon tea.
Our day out spoiled
“Not happy
Foolish
Jan”...

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her fantastical stories raised the hair on my chest
I am a girl and she gave me her wholesome best
her life was colorful which she did not mind sharing with me
I visited her Iowa farm house daily in the summer for afternoon tea

she told me tales children should not really hear
but I kept them to myself, for I loved this story-telling dear.
her name was Florence, and her outrageous stories were the best.
She had goats in her house, a nonconformist without societies test....

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early morning dream
a butterfly on my eyes
tiny fingers' touch

an innocent face
eagerly waits with closed eyes
daily breakfast kiss

rush hour traffic jam
flower girl at the window
dew drops on fresh rose

ringing telephone
nobody to attend it
quivering roses

afternoon tea time
rose petals on my table
another sun set





© kashinath karmakar(21st August 2011)
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Placement:5th;(Sept.2011)

Contest:Morning,noon or night senryu

Sponsor:Francine Roberts...

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