Her mind
was a Möbius strip
which every now & then
she offered a sip
like a too rich wine
which offended the palette.
She acted like a
fictional character
in an outrageous
historical novel
her bosoms
almost hypnotising one
into ripping her bodice.
She acted out
her life
as if she was a Colossus
like an Ozymandias
before it all went wrong
& some guy called Shelly
happened to come along.
She was an aria
in the opera of her life
but right now
she was just sipping from the daintiest of cups
& laughing hysterically at something I said
(which I hadn’t considered funny)
spraying in my astonished face
a soft mist of hot
Earl Grey tea.
Aug 1, 2015
Aug 1, 2015 at 3:16 AM UTC
Her mind
was a Möbius strip
which every now & then
she offered a sip
like a too rich wine
which offended the palette.
She acted like a
fictional character
in an outrageous
historical novel
her bosoms
almost hypnotising one
into ripping her bodice.
She acted out
her life
as if she was a Colossus
like an Ozymandias
before it all went wrong
& some guy called Shelly
happened to come along.
She was an aria
in the opera of her life
but right now
she was just sipping from the daintiest of cups
& laughing hysterically at something I said
(which I hadn’t considered funny)
spraying in my astonished face
a soft mist of hot
Earl Grey tea.
Dear Poet;
We chose your "Earl Grey Tea" poem as 'Poem of The Day from A Member' and on 8/1/2015 it will be sent to all 'MemberPoem Bulletin' members.
It will also be on the main page on that day, and it will be listed on 'Poem of The Day from A Member' calendar.
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