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Tea Poetry

This page has poems and poetry about the drink, Tea.

Tea Poetry

I invite you magnanimously
to please be my guest for tea
at a room with high standards of taste
where the hostess remembers my face
and greets me by name at the door
and recalls what Ive ordered before
and inquires kindly after my day,
and appreciates all that I say.

Shell have orange pekoe for the pot
and darjeeling, as likely as not,
or if you are not in the pink
our hostess knows which herbs to drink,
like ginger to help with the grippe
mixed with cinnamon and the rose hip;
or fresh lemon balm if you wish,
perhaps blended with sweet licorice.

So whether you feel well or ill,
this refreshment will quite fit the bill
and, of course, you will quite enjoy me.
Yours truly. RSVP - Aubrey Henslow

The Tea Cup
The rising sun, flickered through the bare
branches of the trees.
A few birds perched on the branches.
Free.
She sat there looking, pondering, wondering.
Her fingers, wrapped around the cinnamon
stick, stirring her tea.
She thought about her life, she yearned to
free, as she raised to her lips,
The cup of tea.
- Anonymous Author

A little cup of friendship
With a bag of tea
When you drink this
Think of love from me. - Anonymous Author

I wish we could sit down together
And have a cup of tea
But since we can’t
When you have this one
I hope you’ll think of me. - Anonymous Author

The first bowl sleekly moistened throat and lips,
The second banished all my loneliness
The third expelled the dullness from my mind,
Sharpening inspiration gained
from all the books I've read.
The fourth brought forth light perspiration,
Dispersing a lifetimes troubles through my pores.
The fifth bowl cleansed evry atom of my being.
The sixth has made me kin to the Immortals.
This seventh...
I can take no more.
- Lu Tung,Chinese Poet

Tea Mind
Humilitea, Possibilitea, Qualitea, Solidaritea, Abilitea, Equalitea, Individualitea, Serenitea, Insanitea, Confidentialitea, Vitalitea, Creativitea, Sportea, Claritea, Realitea Activitea, Longevitea, Impossibilitea, Familiaritea, Humanitea, Puritea, Levitea, Longevitea, Immunitea, Digestabilitea, Electricitea, Sensualitea, Femininitea, Festivitea - Letters to a Young Zentrepenur (Adapted from) - The Republic of Tea

A toast to the grace of the pot,
ready at all time
To give up its emptiness
for the tea. - The Minister of Leaves

With each sip I taste
the fire that gives its heat.
The water that gives its wetness.
The leaf that gives its spell.
The pot that gives its emptiness.

With each lingering sip
I cannot help but see
all that makes tea
as well make me. - The Minister of Leaves

On herbs. There is nothing to resist.
With nothing to resist them.
Harmony and balance to not hide.
Entering harmony and balance,
I wash my teacup. - The Minister of Leaves

The soil.
The elevation.
The climate.
The sunshine.
The rain.
The tea.

Body.
Mind.
Equanimity.
Harmony.
Water.
Tea. - The Minister of Leaves

I invite you magnanimously
to please be my guest for tea
at a room with high standards of taste
where the hostess remembers my face
and greets me by name at the door
and recalls what Ive ordered before
and inquires kindly after my day,
and appreciates all that I say.

Shell have orange pekoe for the pot
and darjeeling, as likely as not,
or if you are not in the pink
our hostess knows which herbs to drink,
like ginger to help with the grippe
mixed with cinnamon and the rose hip;
or fresh lemon balm if you wish,
perhaps blended with sweet licorice.

Tea Mind
Humilitea, Possibilitea, Qualitea, Solidaritea, Abilitea, Equalitea,
Individualitea, Serenitea, Insanitea, Confidentialitea, Vitalitea,
Creativitea, Sportea, Claritea, Realitea
Activitea, Longevitea, Impossibilitea, Familiaritea, Humanitea, Puritea,
Levitea, Longevitea, Immunitea, Digestabilitea, Electricitea, Sensualitea,
Femininitea,
Festivitea - Adapted from: Letters to a Young Zentrepenur - The Republic of Tea

At last the secret is out,
as it always must come in the end,
The delicious story is ripe to tell an intimate friend;
Over tea-cups and in the square the tongue has its desire;
Still waters run deep, my dear,
theres never smoke without fire. - W.H Auden

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