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Life Is A Cup Of Tea

This poem is more of a whimsy and came to me as I was brewing my morning cuppa. But now that I think of it, it was probably TS Eliot's line 'I have measured out life with coffee spoons' that kickstarted this thought process.

A faint gurgle

A hiss

Dark Brown liquid


A stream

Boiling hot


It falls into the

the depths of

A teacup.

Turbulent, Tumultous


then settles down


gentlly swishing

Like Life



Like Life


The brew ready to drink

Steaming, sweating


Now moving

Now still


Like Life.

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