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)
8 comments:
We are all entitled to feel one of those days. I know I have plenty of them. Smiles...
.... :) thanks!
Beautiful poetry often comes from these times. Expressing of feelings is whaat it's about. Very nice write.
hope tommorow is sweeter. great poem
Charles and Isabel:
Thank you... Amen, hope tomorrow is sweeter and better and clearer... :)
I like the blue sky contaminating your tea - a great image.
this is very very good. I am very much in awe. good work.
profound sentiments, well done.
:)
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