Tea Poem by Charles Lara

Tea



13’’ - Black and White TV
in the 70’s
when everybody else had color
and the brady’s were on channel 7
and ABC was getting all the ratings
and they sat around a Television
and watched how the other half lived
Inside a young winter night
eating Ma’s homemade rice pudding
seven brothers and sisters
waited unbeknownst
to them that love fades
like the scent of a
night flower
wrapping itself before dawn
before they went off
their different paths
but never forgetting
being touched by Ma’s heavens
here in what is called earth

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dorothy Pugin 13 May 2006

Charles Really enoyed this poem. It felt real. Dorothy.

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