Earl Grey Tea Poem by Dónall Dempsey

Earl Grey Tea

Rating: 2.9


Her mind
was a Mobeus strip

which every now & then

she offered a sip

like a too rich wine
which offended the palette.

She acted like a
fictional character

in an outrageous
historical novel

her bosoms
almost hypnotising one

into ripping her bodice.

She acted out
her life

as if she was a Colossus

like an Ozimandiuis
before it all went wrong

& some guy called Shelly
happened to come along.

She was an aria
in the opera of her life

but right now

she was just sipping from the daintiest of cups

& laughing hysterically at something I said


(which I hadn’t considered funny)

spraying in my astonished face

a soft mist of hot
Earl Grey tea.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mj Lemon 01 August 2015

A wonderful poem, - great imagery. I can just see that mist...right now.

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Bernard Snyder 01 August 2015

Great write Dempsey! Well penned entirely!

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Thesilent Loudness 01 August 2015

wonderful, great write

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Fabrizio Frosini 01 August 2015

'' sipping [..] / & laughing hysterically at something I said / (which I hadn’t considered funny) '' an unexpected finale.. well penned, Dónall

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Ramesh T A 01 August 2015

Hysterical act of a lady is quite well expressed by this poem!

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Dónall Dempsey

Dónall Dempsey

Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.
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