Green Tea

A short acrostic poem about green tea and first dates.

 

Giddy delight as the hot cup is held languidly between cold fingers

Red hot, the water has been recently boiled and steam flows around

Expectations of smart conversations start to build

Energetic conversations about films and books

Nice, the tea goes down smoothly, soothing her nerves

 

They eventually run out of things to talk about, but still there’s the green tea

Each has their cups half-filled now, taking their time so as to not rush things

And then, exasperated and bored, she gulps the remains down, having at least enjoyed the green tea.

 

Author's Note

My first poem- ever- besides when I did it in elementary school years ago. I figured I'd give it a go since I see so many poems on here. I don't know, just an experiment, one of many.

Reviews

[Haunzwürthe]

Not a bad start either. You reach a broad audience from both sides of the table with this perspective. I like how you direct the focus back and forth from the other person to the tea, before finally deciding on the tea. You've got a knack for implanting images to the mind. Good job!

[Christina May Shanaberg]

Your short story ability rings out from your poem. I enjoyed your story and the poem. I hate first dates, especially, blind dates. I would rather chew my foot off! LOL!!