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    dots Submission Name: tea with Ego dots

    Author: isabella
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    dotstea with Ego dots

    We have tea
    you and I;
    steeped peppermint
    with a twist.

    We sip from
    flow blue cups
    jaded with time;
    pinkies up
    contemplating gods
    over steam.

    Dare I touch
    the fragility of the moment
    as our legs cross
    and we settle into silence.
    Settle into the mundane.
    Settle into separateness.

    Papers open into room dividers.
    You chuckle over comics.
    I cry over headlines.

    Our eyes meet:
    Over the news.
    Over tea.
    Over pinkies in the air.

    We nosh on scones with currants
    daring the day.

    Submitted on 2014-07-01 09:17:12     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      It made me wonder all the more about who you are. Everybody here is a bit hidden, sometimes a lot hidden, yet revealed in another sense by thier writing! What is this life "On the river"?

    Don't tell me ... I think "nosh" and "scones" betray you and Ego to be British Commonwealth denizens somewhere.

    It's another snapshot. One property of snapshots is that they show in one instance what actually happens every day ! Like a movie of no change. But the snapshot of Grandma bungy jumping has an import opposite to that! However, that it only happens once in a lifetime is showing us that Grandma is fairly normal; whereas if Grandma's daily hobby were bungy jumping then she is an unique whacko and the picture is about routine!

    I'm just wondering if this poem is about routine or else about an uniquely memorable event! Snapshots never actually tell you that bit, I find.
    | Posted on 2014-07-15 00:00:00 | by Glen Bowman | [ Reply to This ]
      Sounds about right. Like the best thoughts and dreams I've known hopping a flight for the coast as I pursue in a canoe over cold pavement. But I digress...
    | Posted on 2014-07-03 00:00:00 | by rws | [ Reply to This ]
      Defintely a great read. Though I feel some lingering saddness. It seems as though this couple has been together a long time. As quoted though 'the blue cups with jaded time.' And you also used the words mundane and seperateness, so I take it as if, things are the same everyday. Not much passion between the two these days. However, the writer seems to enjoy the mornings together. Even if silence is all that holds them together.
    | Posted on 2014-07-03 00:00:00 | by slntfirflm | [ Reply to This ]
      I'd camomile for one of your smiles, mamie!
    I like your poem. I like its economy of words, its Japanese tea ceremony feel, jaded cups indeed!

    I thought it was going to warm up a bit to a bit of hanky-panky under the table cloth until I realized that the legs you were crossing were your own and not each others.
    Ah well, we can't have everything, not even an orange pekoe under the table.

    I presume this is a Mars and Venus sort of thing with him chuckling over the comics and you weeping over the headlines. I have a solution for you. Why don't you both sigha nd chortle over the political cartoons which happily blend the best features of both headlines and comics?

    A final word: I enjoyed and approved of your poem.
    | Posted on 2014-07-02 00:00:00 | by hanuman | [ Reply to This ]
    | Posted on 2014-07-01 00:00:00 | by slingerofink | [ Reply to This ]

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