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Teapots Poems - Poems about Teapots


Seven Teapots

I opened the door that morning to a knock,

And four women, holding seven teapots.

I had to laugh, surprise and then understanding hitting me at once.

I welcomed them in and cleared a place on the kitchen counter.

There they sat. Seven teapots, quirky and colourful.

Every shape and size. Some plain. Some themed.

One shaped like a cottage. Another
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Categories: teapots, bereavement, community, death, funeral,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberTeapots' Romance

The square teapot designed like a wood stove

Admired by the delicate painted rose teapot

When his water comes to steam in the alcove

Rose sings soprano harmonizing on the spot

Such a friendship cannot be forgot
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Categories: teapots, romance,
Form: Quintain (English)



Premium MemberI Love Teapots

I love the shape of teapots
Their beautiful bulbous curve
And how they can then brew the brew
That quickly calms your nerve.

I love the simple handle
Colored brown or black or white
And I love the little lid they have
That holds the heat in tight.

I love the steam from the spout
When you fill it to the top
And I love
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Categories: teapots, best friend, friendship, happy,
Form: Quatrain

Premium MemberTempests In Teapots

I'm not out to change my world
or yours,
but I do believe we are in this world together
to refine our collective regenerate health status,
to resolve our climate therapies
for healthier economies
and politics of mind and body ecologies.

I am thinking of not even being in any more
for those who only have a yearn for climate change,
as this is
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Categories: teapots, change, culture, health, political,
Form: Political Verse

Brewing Sunsets In Teapots

I brew sunsets in teapots
I drink the dawn from a mug
and in my bicycle basket I have seduction in a jug
so now and then I take someone clean shaven home to my obliging bed
when I guess I should sit quietly pristine, 
with my legs crossed instead
but each day is so fragile
they black out every evening
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Categories: teapots, celebration, freedom, happiness, life,
Form: Rhyme




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