O. C. Woods

Rookie - 10 Points (08/05/1981 / Rouhling)

Cupa Tea - Poem by O. C. Woods

When oustide winds bites the minus fifteen
when the Sun seems frozen yellow killing green
I pour the precious beverage from Denton, Eng
from hot to flavoured with living room and Summer eves evergreen [nostalgia]
a drink from the mandarine cup for time to stand and come back from [past memory]
dark in cup remembers the paths we laughed along Mancunia
no milk for me but sometimes I yield
and add it to breathe your house and words
I want to keep seeing you, to drink our history
never surrender against your ghosts from past into recovery.

For O.W and these days you gave to us...
Love
O.O.W


Comments about Cupa Tea by O. C. Woods

  • Freshman - 613 Points Sara Fielder (2/10/2012 8:31:00 AM)

    Another masterpeice...so elegant...so surreal...so unusual........... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 3, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, February 3, 2012


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