one single impression no 50: movement
photo: bufivla, flickr
awaken sleepless
purple magic light aglow
venus brews housecalls
hot peppermint tea
darknesss channels harmony
night sounds quiet light
subtle shifts of time
birdcalls que the ticking clock
sleepy musings sear
boiling water shrieks
whacky wet ringing wishes
pours the soothing tea
soon back to dreaming
drenched in lemon peppermint
backstroke cools the heat
Piece of Pie ala Mode 
Henceforth tea would be very interesting for me. Love this post.
great depiction of movement.. waking.. stirring.. fixing tea. morning routine. i love it.
The delicacy and intimacy of this post are remarkable. Thank you for this–lovely…and I resonate with your love of tea!
Movement of all kinds there. Excellent.
This was a fabulous way to start my morning. Thanks. (I grew up in a house with a gas stove, so the image stirs some lovely memories.)
Lots of movement here. I prefer cooking with gas, and I so love tea.
What a great poem! Thank you for sharing this vivid depiction. Even the photo adds to the overall feeling of the piece. I look forward to reading more of your work.
oh my “subtle shifts of time” is indeed fine !
and the hiss and smell and mystical violet of the gas flame, you’ve struck many a chord with me. nicest!
There’s a lovely intimacy and familiarity to your poem, I enjoyed it very much. And I have to mention the image, too. I’ve always preferred a gas range, but alas, most of the places I’ve lived in have had electric. Gas is better and much more beautiful – in my opinion!
My routine on sleepless nights, too. Very nice.
Gentle and rewarding movement. Lovely!
Now, I want some tea.
i don’t comment here a lot, as mostly i am speacless, andmany time i feel i miss something, yet your words ring so beautiful for me. i had to stop and say it out loud. thank you
what an amazing photo,, and some words of comfort to go with them……
“Suttle shifts of time..bird calls” all your lovely lines-
Peppermint is soothing..even peppermint mocha, ha..
“hot peppermint tea
darknesss channels harmony
night sounds quiet light”
I love the image this poem evokes….the dead of the night- when anything is possible…even peppermint tea!
Thanks for sharing (and beautiful picture)!
~Patti
You took a simple moment and made it feel like a dream. Lovely
Very hard for these old eyes of mine to read…sorry
..one need not climb mountains to find poetry..
it can be found in the mint,in the clock or in a kettle steaming..lovely ..many thanks..
Your vibrant words elicit empathy from me who has insomnia.
Delicious imagery echoed by that intriguing bright blue photo!
Beautiful imagery. Very well written..
OSI: movement