A lifetimeof chipped mugs agoI sipped tealooking outover the Susquehannawhile you talked
I don’t remember muchbut for the mint-tingleof warm potteryon my lipsand the moodof the wide, wide river
#4 of 30 Poems in November to benefit the Center for New Americans. Today’s theme is TEA.
So far, my kids are each 4 for 4 with their drawings on the themes! Awesome. I'll try to figure out a way to share the drawings here as an album for anyone who is interested in following their progress.
That second stanza is so beautiful, Marian!💞 It packs a lot of depth and emotion. *swoooon*💞
ReplyDeletebut for the mint-tingle
ReplyDeleteof warm pottery
on my lips
Tea drinking can be so absorbing!
Hank
Oh, you took me there. I could almost feel the mug on my lips, looking out over the river.........lovely.
ReplyDeleteTea and company, surely some.good memories there
ReplyDeleteMuch💖love
This is so true.. the mood is so much what we remember than words, and mood is felt much more in tea and views.
ReplyDeleteYou captured a beautiful, quiet moment.
ReplyDeleteAnd as every native knows, the folks at the source call it the "Seskehanna". And don't start me on the Tioughnioga. Absolutely loved this piece.
ReplyDeleteA lifetime of chopped mugs ago...there is something wistful in this remembrance, something that makes me look back to a similar time in my life. Lovely
ReplyDeleteVery personal and warm....my favourite kind of poetry. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteOh, I have had moments like this. Just this week I drank from a chipped coffee mug covered with peace signs and I slipped into 1969, the year I graduated high school.
ReplyDeleteThose chipped mugs show so brightly in my mind... making me think of every not-so-perfect-looking mug I've ever had, and loved.
ReplyDeleteTea always centres me.
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