Sitting at the computer Sipping hot tea Earl Grey Drinking slowly Heat rising Into my pores Inhaling deeply Sweet vanilla Relaxing me Mind clearing Words flowing About nothing But feeling something Unclear Looking through Steamed glasses See nothing Weariness sets in Must sleep Seek clarity Refresh for new day
Your verses place the reader where you want her/him. Thank you, Anne. Love and peace. Regis
Reviewed by Reginald Birch (Reader)
Reviewed on October 28, 2004
At the end of the day there is nothing like a nice cup of tea, preferably Earl Gray. Glad you agree, reading your words I caught the aromatic flavour, thank you.
Reg.
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
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Reg.
excellent write with great sensory detail!