Tea

A Poem By Madeline // 6/25/2012

The shrill whistle of hot drink promised
Rings through the air
I take off toward my cheery kitchen
Without a single care

The tea, the tea! It beckons me!
Beckons me to come closer
I pour with honey and little milk
Sugar? I say no sir!

But then, oh dear, I have to shriek
For there is a face inside my tea!

A wicked, wicked, wicked face.
A nameless face that looks insane.

Distorted by the creamy brown
I stare into its eyes
It stares right back without falter
Oh, I'm hypnotized!

Its lips curl into a horrible face
Mine, they do the same
I cry for mother, father, God
For this is not a game!

The face swirls due to trembling hands
A face that harbors evil plans

I stab it once, twice, with my spoon
It disappears, and none too soon

Oh, I'm alone once again
I could not be more glad
But as I go to take a drink
I see the face is back!

I sob and cry and shake
Asking what it wants
But it looks startled just like me
Stupid thing's a dunce

And then, oh dear, right in my tea
I see the wicked thing is me!

A reflection this whole time
Had me worried for my life

I laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh
For I was very dumb
And I go to sit and drink my tea
Thanking God that this is done!

Comments

this is funny, Homey! I like

this is funny, Homey! I like the rhyme very much.

Lucy Anne | Mon, 06/25/2012

"It is not the length of life, but the depth of life." Ralph Waldo Emerson

:)

You had me laughing! :) Great poem!

Kyleigh | Mon, 06/25/2012

Thank

Thank you Lucy Anne and Kyleigh for reading and for your comments! I appreciate it! :)
-Homey :D

Madeline | Mon, 06/25/2012

everything was better when/you would call and I'd be like/yeah babe, no way

Well done!

I really enjoyed this poem. You did an excellent job (I love the first two stanzas!) and you made me laugh. Thank you!

Johanna | Wed, 06/27/2012

"Trials teach us what we are; they dig up the soil, and let us see what we are made of."
- Charles Spurgeon

Odd poem, this.

Odd, but oddly entertaining. I feel like flying downstairs now with the cry, "The tea! The tea! It beckons me!"

Anna | Thu, 06/28/2012

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief

Thank you

Thank you both!

@Anna--your comment made me laugh out loud. LOL!!

-Homey :D

Madeline | Fri, 06/29/2012

everything was better when/you would call and I'd be like/yeah babe, no way

LOVE IT!!!!

I loved it Homey! It's wonderful, its hilarious! Very creative!

Kassady | Sat, 06/30/2012

"Here's looking at you, Kid"
---
Write On!

:)

Thanks! *as you watch me type this*

Madeline | Sun, 07/01/2012

everything was better when/you would call and I'd be like/yeah babe, no way

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