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Cuppa

a poem about my favorite beverage

By Crysta CoburnPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
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Cuppa
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Tea is one of my absolute favorite beverages in the entire history of the world. And it has a lot of history! But that isn't what this poem is about. I wrote this poem to simply sing the praises of this wonderful and richly cultured drink with a poetry and grace all its own.

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It starts with the smell;

Embracing warmth, wet vapors,

The richness of the earth.

Leaves steeped in hot water,

An old ritual, as old as bones.

Simple, comforting, protecting.

Sometimes sweet, sometimes bitter.

As different as the cup that contains it;

As unique as the tongue that tastes it.

A line of history and culture

That ties our globe together.

Enjoy a cup of tea.

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Thank you for reading. If you enjoyed this poem, please leave a heart, and be sure to check out more of my work at my author profile! Find a list of my published short fiction by clicking here.

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About the Creator

Crysta Coburn

Crysta K. Coburn has been writing award-winning stories her whole life. She is a journalist, fiction writer, blogger, poet, editor, podcast co-host, and one-time rock lyrics writer.

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  • Rachel Deemingabout a month ago

    Who doesn't love a cuppa? Perfectly described.

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