My first cup of tea
Had honey from bee
Had sugar and milk
Went down like silk
English Breakfast, Earl Grey
There was no need to pay
My first cup of tea
My first cup for me
Utterly free
My little brown sea 


4 Responses to “Tea”

  1. 1 gillian August 9, 2008 at 5:20 am

    Don’t like the last line – it’s whimsical up till then and the temptation to play with rhyme may not serve the integrity of the poem. Not entirely sure at this stage, but the poem seems to be moving in a different direction to where it ends at the moment.

  2. 2 gillian August 10, 2008 at 10:57 am

    now you have said something that fits anf really works, so that it does become the chant of childhood, but with a sweet melancholy of adult knowing.

  3. 3 El August 10, 2008 at 11:03 am

    But i was also thinking for it to be ‘Tres bourgeoisie’

  4. 4 Rozzi August 16, 2008 at 3:39 pm

    must have missed something in the making here
    because I really like the little brown sea.
    Its a fantastic launch into adulthood.

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