I like my tea
hot and sweet...
I
like my tea hot and sweet—
hot
thermal blooms,
sweet
billowing mists—
suffusing
beverage of
crow-black
herbs,
white-petal
clouds,
distilled
memories,
prophetic
dreams.
Originally
published in One Sentence Poems (May
23, 2016)
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| A Sleeping Girl (c. 1875) by Albert Moore |
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This poem was also published in PoemVillage (May 2, 2020) by the Adirondack Center for Writing.
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