Tea of Blue

As today's sun is hotter
but the wind is colder and strong,
I'd rather to sit in front of the window sill
drinking tea of cammomile
staring at the far away sky

So blue this color of the sky
it contaminates a cup of my tea
fast flowing through my lung
dropping on my heart:
cold and bitter blue!

*Note: If you notice an absurdity in this poem, well I made it in purpose... (as absurd as my feeling)


Anonymous | August 8, 2011 at 8:23 PM

We are all entitled to feel one of those days. I know I have plenty of them. Smiles...

Neni | August 8, 2011 at 8:30 PM

.... :) thanks!

Marbles in My Pocket | August 8, 2011 at 9:10 PM

Beautiful poetry often comes from these times. Expressing of feelings is whaat it's about. Very nice write.

Isabel | August 9, 2011 at 12:05 AM

hope tommorow is sweeter. great poem

Neni | August 9, 2011 at 12:18 AM

Charles and Isabel:

Thank you... Amen, hope tomorrow is sweeter and better and clearer... :)

Anonymous | August 9, 2011 at 3:18 AM

I like the blue sky contaminating your tea - a great image.

Jesse.s.mitchell | August 9, 2011 at 7:42 AM

this is very very good. I am very much in awe. good work.

The Cello Strings | August 9, 2011 at 11:57 PM

profound sentiments, well done.


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