An Ode to Tea

Drink of champions
Ultimate refreshment
Makes everything better
No matter what the world throws at you
Tea is always there
It never leaves you
Parched and alone

When problems surround
When everything seems too hard
Stop and make tea
Pour on the water
Watch the colour stain
Stir and stir and stir
As thoughts swirl round your mind

Squeeze out the tea bag
Squeeze the living daylights out of it
If it helps
A splash of milk
Sugar (if you must)
Take a deep breath
And drink

 A poem from one of my older blogs, resurrected for a bit of fun 🙂


when is acceptable unacceptable?
(is this some kind of joke) …

   when it is what I consider
    to be acceptable
  not what you consider
   to be acceptable

but where is the invisible line
in the sands of time
that states exactly when is the correct time
to commit yourself to someone?

where is the rulebook
that says you must meet and approve
the person I choose
even though I am grown older and wiser?

I am not your normal
I am not your traditional
I am not your holdyourfeelingsin
I am not your do the “right” thing even when it feels wrong

I used to pretend to be

I’ve already escaped from one cage
I’m not going to make myself a new one

I come from lines of stiff upper lip
where feelings are shaken off
just get on with it
pull yourself together
stop making a fuss

but this is not my way
I break out of these constraints
I splatter my heart over these pages
I will not hide my soul behind my painted on smile
and I will not hold back my love for the sake of decency or tradition
or some other kind of man-made construct of what is right and proper and acceptable

I will NOT

and suddenly the olderandwiser slips
and I poke out my tongue