Brewing Storms
written by: Rick Dove
@multistable
very good
i find
at afternoon tea
you and i
with these
quicksilver tongues
rapid fire non sequitur weave
between hiatus teased
whetted lips to read
whatever
and ever
the matter
be
NOT
the hatter
me
but very good
i find
at afternoon tea
you and i
coming slowed
kiss blown shutter
to blur and whirr
dreams within dreams
images in overlapping stutter
run
run
running
away with me
as you speak
litanies of lullaby liturgies
logical fallacies
deep
logical fallacies
you speak
in incantations uttered
best of butter
and butterflies
you speak
very good
i find
at afternoon tea
you and i
and i find
as time goes by
from black
to white
to green
to take its leaves
from spring’s neap sky
unfurling in collusion
each infusion
of life
will breathe
our confusion
about how time
still
only creeps
flowering jasmine keeps us
so long oolong and Ceylon
just come and gone
away
away
a la lapsang souchong
to take to sleep
with me
perchance to dream
sweet midsummer daydreams
of afternoon tea
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
A poem about sharing afternoon tea with a muse.
Writing playful, pithy, inventive and often deeply personal verse, Rick has been influenced as much by Basho as Bukowski writing in all forms and absences of, in order to create something new.
Rick's first solo collection "Haigha's Noosphere Canticles" is published by WCH Publishing.
- Artefacts - October 30, 2017
- Lunchtime In Holland Park - July 22, 2017
- Brewing Storms - May 21, 2017
