Teacups Poems - Poems about Teacups

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...Nothing can brighten my day more than a simple bouquet. Roses with a scent so strong are not the ones for which I long. Tulips welcome in the Spring but do not make my heart sing. I need......

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...Good Christmases never come with chipped teacups. Good Christmases don't kick, bite, ......

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...My late mother got it from a thrift shop 40 years ago - a fine China teacup and saucer, it might be worth something, you never know with fine China teacups. It could be an antique or just some ch......

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...There's was a wager..' caused his raging.) Richie is jumping On his stagings..Running round corridors of twitching Curtains and talking walls.' He's madness knows no Cageing..Wait..! till his kipp......

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...Marvelling in the pink afternoon, pretending to crochet a drawstring. I’ve done it before, at least once before, followed the pattern. Closed the purse. I can’t nearly begin to learn that not all......

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... I melt into the plural sky its rippling tableaus of tomorrow underneath open light waves see-saws the labyrinth like Delphi tendrils crossing channels all the changing faces played automati......

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...I am sitting in a black, hard plastic Chair which has a leg and one more And fire in its heart. And then the grass Was screeching at the top of their lungs For the witches spell had put the flame......

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...QUAFF OR SIP In days of old one drank from a flagon Some were even embossed with a dragon Yet more recently, mugs then emerged And demand for matching items surged Whether in tin, porcelai......

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... The hulls of small boats drop down into the morning fog then return like rising seagulls. The moored slip in and out of the mist then return painted by a deep diving sky. Sinking or flying......

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...I Remember I remember a time When all was so bright With bustling crowds And neon lit nights Covered wagon caterpillars And bunnies of blue Teacups that spun You sat in them too I r......

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...Does an empty jar weep? 6 Crying wine or water 6 My hollow bowl thirsty 6 You scream for wet matter 6 Yet you lie like a dry monk 7 Patiently waiting for me 7 Your mouth opened to be drunk 7......

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...I am Wednesday morning trips to the local library with my mom and younger siblings, Wandering wondrous paths through bookshelves bustling with books. Exploring, savoring, lingering inbetwixt parag......

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...The curiosity shoppe Was the place to stop, For something unique ... A rare antique With floors that creak A treasure in itself, Amongst the keepsakes Lining each and every shelf Under ......

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