Tea Poem by john tiong chunghoo

Tea



Tea
It was you who tutored
Me on the art of tea making;
So tender your fingers moved,
Picking the dried curled
Light, dark greenish pieces,
Sprinkling them over
The whizzing little pot,
An elegant Jing De Zhen
That stood with its
Little spout spewing
Vapors that soon invaded
Our nostrils with the
Mind refreshing,
Sweet fragrance of pricey tea.
Your every graceful step
Doing a dance in my mind and heart,
A little tryst that tells me
A lot about you like the water that
Never lies about the wonder of tea.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Uriah Hamilton 19 December 2005

Tea strikes me as a spiritual drink, a warm drink to drink slowly and thoughtfully, you seem to understand this, thanks.

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Evie Bryce 18 December 2005

Your every graceful step Doing a dance in my mind and heart, ^ great lines

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john tiong chunghoo

john tiong chunghoo

Sibu, Sarawak, Borneo East Malaysia
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