Tea
A cup
With you each
Morning beside the frozen
World that buffets and bullies
Running away we with the osprey
Dragonfly rising on updrafts darting diving anhinga
These are they whose language I speak
Whose thoughts I hear screamed silently
Whose laughter I share loudly
This is home most
Holy with you
Commune and
Tea
© Jilly’s Poem & Photo
Writing about Community at dVerse!
Mmmmm. Yes. Sounds like my kind of community.
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I’ve heard that a bit on this one – guess we poets are not big crowd types – saw that echoed in your poem on this promt, too, as I recall. 🙂
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Community can extend beyond the human beings in the community.
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Beautiful share ~ I love that home ~
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Beautiful. The reflection of the poem with the picture and with itself is genius.The reflections within it are gorgeous and the commune and Tea is the coup de grace…marvelous writing.Thank you for this creative offering to the prompt.
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Thank you for your encouraging words, Paul! And for the inspiring prompt 🙂
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This sounds like my cup of tea 🙂
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Thank you for stopping by!
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Delicious. My cup of tea too.
Anna :o]
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🙂 Seems we poets find joy in the quiet of nature!
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Beautifully written, and well presented!
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Thank you!
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