The Art of Tea and Poetry

The Art of Tea and Poetry

in the shadows of waning light
two senescent lovers lie / between sheets of waning light. the moon spins the dis·s·ever·ing tale / of their relentless nothingness. / apathetic eyes beseech the dark / f…
Morning Ritual
Nocturnal silence... The day is deep in sleep  / shhh!  her mind whispers / morning has not yet broken / going into tip toe mode  / a crick-crack explodes / plastic on p…
Molecules of Moments... A Poetry in Pieces
Midnight / / Artemis peeks through the curtains of Night / ascending the stairs to her balcony of beams / leaning over the balustrade / she pulls back her bow to <br …
Auguries of Innocence
Man is an island of thought and emotion / Floating purposefully on aimless seas / Confusion and conflict float on his waters / Bleeding and aching debris William Blake offered …
Delphic Dialectic or Socratic Simplicity
A sentimental sprite of / Stravinsky's Spring Rite / Dissonant days gone by / Urged a freckled face boy to / Mischievously deploy / And capture a callow girl's eye…<br …

Molecules of Moments... A Poetry in Pieces

Sunset and Dusk

At the edge of Earth sun beams sigh as
sky turns from wispy watercolor to rust
Mountains empty their melancholy minds over
moors mumbling pages of prose
Lost landscapes decompose as
Day dies in the arms of Dusk.
A lone spider crawls on a leaf of hours gone by
spinning a web of tenacious tomorrows while
drops of blush solidify into lingering scents of
Day's firmament

An abandoned nest falls from a poetry of
migrating moments and memory
Grey fills the pores of waning light Evening
dresses hurriedly in borrowed night
Varicose veins of tangling time wrap around the
verse of this inconsistent rhyme
Bodiless I roam into a ravine of runes
decaying letters on lyrical tombs
Balconies of black seat faces forgotten
A thorn of light plunges its fatal sting as
Evening's last waltz of life begins
This poet's pen writes of
oceans wanting waves of
solitary sands in
deserts of dismay
while the advocate of Sun
the last testament of Day

Darkness devours
seconds scatter
Silence sooths the apprehensive air
A poem drips off my peppered pen as
a metaphor murmurs a requiem
and Evening comes to her end.

Pinch of Pepper:
Molecules of Moments is a poetry in pieces.  Night begets Dawn. Dawn begets Day. Day dies diligently as she falls into Dusk. Twilight diminishes her lingering light into mystical molecules of obsidian Night.

A Diligent Dawn
Shards of a broken wine goblet / Drift on the surface of withering waves / Dawn dethrones the waning night / Saffroned fingers arouse a day In nakedness she wears her loss / Hot flashes heat hormonal strife / Fermented tears and sweated dew / Awa…
The Desert
Naked wastelands of monotony / Exhausting days of bruising suns / Under a lee of memory / Wayward winds churn crystals to dust Time evaporates into slips of silence / Arid air mourns its temperamental loss / Desert beckons those who are daring / …
Molecules of Moments... A Poetry in Pieces
Dawn / The darkness moans dismally / as its velvet black is unwoven by / saffron fingers / unraveling a new day. / Silence evaporates as the morning star invades the sky / a frigid lake shatters into shards of silver / mountains a…
Ignorant Pillars of Clay
Are deaf to the symphonies of the Milky Way / Celestial keys and chords of fire / Orchestrate a moonlit sonata on an Aeolian lyre / Orion's hand in Beethoven light / Conducts the overture illuminating the obsidian night
A Rhyme from Romper Room
Jack and Jill hit the campaign trail / To fetch a bushel of voters / Jack fell down for being a clown / And Jill went Galluping forward Up got Jack from his stumbling act / As fast as he could caper / To Bannon's tent hoping he'll fix the dent / With c…

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