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Drinking Hot Tea Through A Plastic Straw
Contributed by
endeformetrance
on
Monday, 19th May 2003 @ 06:05:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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Spending time with you
Is not unlike
Drinking hot tea
Through a plastic straw
The more I try
The more likely it becomes
That I will succeed
In finding the sugar
At the bottom
Of the mug
And the deeper I go
The sweeter it tastes
Which is why I like to use a straw
To get straight to what lies beneath
Spending time with you
Is something I love doing
But an art that requires practice
And in this sense
It’s just like
Drinking hot tea
Through a plastic straw
The more I try
The more likely it becomes
That I will succeed
In finding the sugar
At the bottom
Of the mug
In time
I hope that I can consume
Every last drop.
Copyright ©
endeformetrance
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2003-05-19 18:05:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Drinking Hot Tea Through A Plastic Straw
(User Rating: 1 ) by tease_whizz on
Tuesday, 20th May 2003 @ 07:07:21 AM AEST (User
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so sweet! max likey the girl, no? hehe. i love the repetition and the metaphors in this. another classic my friend.
p.s. i am wearing nothing but a pear ;) |
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Re: Drinking Hot Tea Through A Plastic Straw
(User Rating: 0 ) by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 20th May 2003 @ 10:29:29 AM AEST (User
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i love this! the metaphore is great and is very sweet.
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Re: Drinking Hot Tea Through A Plastic Straw
(User Rating: 1 ) by TFLM on
Monday, 26th May 2003 @ 01:19:41 AM AEST (User
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One of the few 'proper' poems I've read on the internet. Very cohesive structure rather than the garbled quasi-diary entries that people often post. Pretty as peach too. Well down.
*bows* |
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