Lingering cold: both hands surround my battered tea mug Published by Patrick Sweeney Patrick Sweeney Misawashi, Aomori-ken Japan 033 View all posts by Patrick Sweeney
Patrick, I hope that the mug is ceramic: chips, cracks and whatnots. Plastic doesn’t work well with coffee either, or even a jigger of whiskey; enjoyed. Always, Gene Reply
here’s as real a phenomena as it was in dixie back in the day of g-men and my grandaddy best, levon early spring the scent of lilac mingles with the sour mash old still still bubbling Reply
against the wind-
he wears gloves
three times too big
Suddenly a ring
all around the bedside lamp-
the vapours of tea
it’s messy making
tea with leaves that float on top
i much prefer tea bags
lingering cold
the breeze as i hang out
my tie to dry
lingering thoughts …
warm entanglement
her soft hand, my rough hand
Patrick,
I hope that the mug is ceramic: chips, cracks and
whatnots. Plastic doesn’t work well with coffee
either, or even a jigger of whiskey; enjoyed.
Always,
Gene
bone chilling breeze-
both hands
embrace the other
here’s as real a phenomena as it
was in dixie back in the day of
g-men and my grandaddy
best,
levon
early spring
the scent of lilac mingles
with the sour mash
old still
still
bubbling
awful haiku, obvious, and self centered.
dawdling spring fragrance–
both hands twirl her round
the now empty bedroom