For Breakfast
Thank you to Tess at Magpie Tales who posted a picture by Michael Sowa, from The Little King, which immediately set my mind zooming in to focus on one detail - the morning cuppa! This is quite ironic, as I actually don't drink tea...
Colour my tea blue
on a day which starts without you.
I'll toast "To my love."
Because you are the sugar
which makes my life sweet.
And I've just discovered this fits Poetry Jam to a T this week! How's that for good luck?
A fine ditty
ReplyDeletefor a morning
in the wan sun
of the central city
though I'm still seeking
a cinnamon bun.
I'd rush to the kitchen to grant your wish Christopher, if I had the recipe! Hehehe!
ReplyDeleteWhere would we be, without tea?
ReplyDeletePrecious and I love my tea!
ReplyDeleteA nice respite from the heavier entries, and nice too how the king is unspoken, but probably there.
ReplyDeleteMy Magpie 86 entry is Cepheus.
Aww... you're the sweetie-pie.
ReplyDeleteAaaw ... I did like this :o)
ReplyDeletecheerful! thank goodness!
ReplyDeleteAh yes -savory! thanks!
ReplyDeleteawww...so lovely it may give me a cavity...smiles.
ReplyDeleteGood luck? Good writing!! Great mind!!!
ReplyDeleteFab-uuu-lous.
ReplyDeleteGood one Jinksy!
ReplyDeleteJust love the sweetness of this!
ReplyDeleteWhat??? No tea??? And you are British??? I'm shocked! LOL
ReplyDeleteA Sweet One :)
ReplyDeleteYou found "happy" in this. I pledge to find happy next week! :)
ReplyDeleteOh, yes! Right on...
ReplyDeleteI agree...love your picture ...the king is a bit difficult to deal with I found.
ReplyDeleteLoved this ditty!
ReplyDeletealley and valley
Sweet! I'm blue too when I have to start the day without my love.
ReplyDeleteThinks:- what if he uses Splenda?
ReplyDeleteLip smacking and true blue!! :) Love my coffee and Tea!!
ReplyDeletelove it,
ReplyDeletesweet and yummy love note.
Oh, this is so sweet. Almost as sweet as sugar!
ReplyDeletewondeful piece ! loved it :)
ReplyDeleteI believe it was the Casinos that had a song (back in the 60s?) called Then You Can Tell Me Goodbye. It was placed in the repertoire of songs I’ve sung, whistled and hummed every since. One of the lines was “Sweeten my coffee with a morning kiss.” Your poem reminds me to that, and it is a pleasant memory.
ReplyDeleteAwwww very sweet.... so nice to know someone is our cuppa tea ;)
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