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Sunday, 23 November 2025

That First Cuppa

That first morning cup of tea
Lifts me up for lethargy 
Perks me up as always 
To face another day 
A dash of lemon grass 
Or a few leaves of basil 
Or maybe strands of ginger
Added to tea leaves to rustle 
In boiling water for a minute
A spoonful of dairy whitener
To go with plant based sweetener
Let's the taste for long linger
The beautiful aroma of herbs
Awakens all my senses at once 
I cannot for a day go without
It anyway or I shall stay 
Put in the bed the whole day


Saturday, 15 November 2025

Love Hate




hating
this season of
pollens and dust 
I sneeze 
deep unto
November 

even if
I love the most
autumn
...the call of
winter
chilling

time it is
to wipe out
the cobwebs 
although... 
the rainbow 
through ....and... through 

shines within
the web 
an abstract art 
does the spider know
how to weave a prism ?


the empty bench
waiting 
the colour red
inviting
but ... no
my ten thousand steps





living 
and loving
but hating as well
this stretch of
silence....quite
uneven