I only buy Lipton now…

From thoughts about a post by billgncs  http://bwthoughts.wordpress.com/2012/09/09/food-as-art-tea/

i sipped steaming tea

until only leaves remained –

my future, fortune

forecast by remnants,

cradled in a fragile

translucent cup.

4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. billgncs
    Oct 16, 2012 @ 00:32:06

    Inspired by your words…

    Steeping tea
    this cold October day
    warmed my shivering palms
    while peering down into steaming truth
    vapor fogs my lenses
    leaving me to wonder
    If you can see my tears

    Reply

  2. Whimsy Mimsy
    Oct 16, 2012 @ 00:39:38

    sipping steaming tea
    to soothe my raw swollen throat
    thick with reserved tears

    Reply

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