Tea, Simply Complex Poem by Helen Gaudin

Tea, Simply Complex



A slow and gentle awakening
As fragrant steam softy rises
Gently touching my face
In amber liquid endless reflections
Dreaming into the day
The first sip a benediction
Flavours burst across my tongue
Of long ago and far away
A world bounded by the china rim

Saturday, August 6, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: dream
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Nidhi Agrawal 14 July 2017

The first sip a benediction. Rightly said.

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Kelly Kurt 06 August 2016

Beautifully written, Helen. I can smell the steam

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