The concept is simple: HM doodles; you write a poem to accompany it. Links to all the doodles throughout the month and the opening post can be found here.
Doodle is by HM Yuan; please do not post the doodles on other blogs.
The concept is simple: HM doodles; you write a poem to accompany it. Links to all the doodles throughout the month and the opening post can be found here.
Doodle is by HM Yuan; please do not post the doodles on other blogs.
ice floes…
the hermit crabs
waiting
.
thawing ice –
one cup of tea
after another
camels carry
cargoes of spices and ginger-
a cup of chai latte
a cold breeze
with icicles on trees-
first tea
winter skyline
steam rising
from my teacup
tea stain
on my new shirt
matches the pattern
🙂
after my third cup
the words
start to flow
listening
to the voice within
winter sunrise
interlude…
in a pot of boiled water
a jasmine blooms
second coffee
the highlights
in the barmaid’s hair
Ooh, good one, Polona!
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cup of tea
gone cold–
writer’s block
morning genie
a new year’s wish
is brewing
Oooh – really like this take on it!
jasmine morning –
listening to the counsel
of frogs
quiet moon —
the memory of your hand
holding this cup
Oh, i wish i wrote this one. I can relate to this 🙂
first heat rose and thorn followed
Nice!
white glove test
the seven scents
of jasmine tea
– writEs words in
The air bUt mists
hiS glassEs –
coffee mist…
I wonder if he left
the ring back home
white clover tea
my entire fortune
in the bag
brewing teapot . . .
we sit in the afterthought
of mockingbirds
blue notes rising from a cup of joe
flavored dream
the steam from my tea
becomes dragon
smoke signals
coffee steam rising
past tired eyes
bored child
smoky flamingos dance
over hot tea
cloud formation
where to I begin
telling you
correction:
cloud formation
where do I begin
telling you
thinking of you-
my head turns into
a red lily
China cup:,
a cobra meets
the rabbit from your hat
New Year’s Day a cloud pulls itself together
brewing coffee–
some problems have
no solutions
coffee break …
the morning unfolds
through the mist