Meditation on Tea

drinking some lime scented tea (The Vert Aux 7 Agrumes) this afternoon sparked this one

Preferring tea
I sipped with you
through your travails
and oblong tales

By evening's rush
I upheld belief
that there is hope
across all isotopes

Drinking with you
I realise
Its me, not you
that fades through chat

..like a beach ball
on a windy beach
bouncing gravely through
sand storm grinding

teeth.., Disintegrated;
ready to walk apart
to the stringy end
and gyrate numb with hula 

friend. The place is stunned!
something more to tea
than sitting and 
fading all the while 

not listening to anything
through finnicky soul filter
dripping in meditative
grain in straining sieve

Dont pass me by
if I appear stuck!
dont ask me why
just punch my gut
and I'll speak
(after I squeak)
and look once more
into Life's eye sore

Reviews

[Kerry O'Connor]

I love this imaginative journey on aromatic fragrance of tea. The mind needs to wander but modern living places too many demands on the attention, needing a here and now response to stimuli.
I fancy a cuppa myself:)