#NaPoWriMo – Day Twenty-Two – Cuppa

Poetry and tea – a combination so exquisite

Carol J Forrester

This was the house with the old kettle
squatting short and fat on the rayburn,
a singing throat gurgling
to be lifted with care
from the hot plate.
Oil fire constant
within arm’s reach.
Shall we have another cup of tea?


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