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I lower the tea bag,
a chamomile-orange,
in the hot water…
The sun’s slowly sinking
in the black sea…
We descend in unknown,
into acrid basement
of consciousness,
where old spirit dwells,
awaiting us for merci
on the edge of life,
sewing the seam
behind the needle
we blueprinted our path
recovering after encounters,
walk thru quarantines
of forgiveness -
face dramatic farce…
The sun’s
slowly sinking
in the black
sea…
I lower the tea bag,
a chamomile-orange,
in the hot
water…
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Very lively description and amazing comparison!
ReplyDeleteLike the comparison of lowering the tea bag with the idea of the setting sun. thanks for posting
ReplyDeleteWhat an extraordinary poem likening life to immersion in a hot bath to experience and savor.
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ReplyDeletelove the beautiful comparison.....
Perfect synchronicity between our world and the world 'out there'..sometimes these simple acts really seem a part of the cosmos..beautifully written humbird..a real favourite
ReplyDeleteLoved the correlation between the sun and teabag, beautiful form.
ReplyDeleteThis is well crafted. I like this stanza:
ReplyDeleteon the edge of life,
sewing the seam
behind the needle
we blueprinted our path
Oh, I forgot to add that this artwork is gorgeous.
ReplyDeleteEvery week, there is one poem that draws me back ... this is the one for me this week ... the image of the teabag lowering into a black sea is powerful ... your third stanza makes me wonder, 'really ?' ... oh, this is a good one, humbird!
ReplyDeletequarantines of forgiveness....col that.l...i like the pace of this....also the starting with the tea and that leading you on....wonderful art in this as well....
ReplyDeleteThe sun in tea, who knew it could be
ReplyDeleteSo enjoyed. So much drama and reflection in the action of making tea:)
ReplyDeleteI love the juxtaposition of the tea and the sunset,
ReplyDeleteA beautiful thought... hot tea at sunset!
ReplyDeleteLovely form, exquisite poem!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful... love that final stanza.
ReplyDeleteThis really works and i love that image of tea flooding the water. Excellent.
ReplyDeleteLoved the imagery of dipping the tea-bag in hot water and the subsequent release of the colours.
ReplyDeleteLove that teabag image! And stitching the edges of life, Beautiful!! :+)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much to ALL for thoughtful comments! Much Love :)xx
ReplyDeleteOur conscience guide us to the White Sea and enlighten us with your light!
ReplyDeleteOh, I love this. The illustration sets the mood for your unique response to the prompt. Stitches, quarantines, all of it so effectively put together!
ReplyDeletebeautiful lines-'acrid basement of consciousness' deeply impressive and effective..
ReplyDeleteChamomile-orange - perfect for the colours of the sunset...
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