Sepia Tea

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We dress in Sunday’s best
sitting in the front room.
Your helpmeet serves
weak tea
while I fantasize
of rich, dark coffee

The low sun tumbles through
the open window
dazzling, on the glass-topped table
and silver-plated flat-ware

Outside, the dancing
sparkling surface of the lake
draws my gaze
Although I long
for its cool depths

 

This is for the Real Toads.

Image is The Cup by Adolf de Meyer, 1912. Fair Use Principles

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teacup

There’s a storm
in my tea cup
though
I was
hoping
for Earl Grey

 

Another micro-poem for National Poetry Month.

The lovely image of the tea cup has been found, not created by me.  If it’s yours let me know and I’ll give credit or remove it, as you choose.