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Stirred with a little spoon, the teabags swim
Like carp in golden liquid, fin to fin.
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Delightful. You sure like strong tea!
perfect freda. 2 lines, a huge painting in my head. what more could one ask for.
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Thu 2nd Mar 2017 06:38
I couldn't help but see the (PG) tips of those teabags as shark fins bobbing in a golden liquid of soup - a slightly ghastly re-write of your delightful two line poem perhaps best suited to a haiku. All the best,
Colin.
A nice captive moment and beautifully expressed !
Ray
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Freda Davis
Wed 8th Mar 2017 11:21
Ha ha, Cynthia, I was looking into the teapot, not one cup. I am too impatient sometimes to let it brew. That is true of tea, and may be true of poetry as I stir up a poem and pour it almost at once.