Tea Poems have been written since we have been drinking tea… It is just so easy to wax lyrical on the magick and mysticism of the perfect cup, or how a pot of tea melts away the din, or the Zen experience of a meditative tea ritual.
Here is a short collection of Tea Poems inspired by Zen(1), haiku(2), whimsy and wonder…
A monk sips morning tea
A monk sips morning tea,
it’s quiet,
the chrysanthemum’s flowering. ~ Basho






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I shall read this a time two. And enjoy the experience every time. I love to visualize myself as the veil thins, or the Zen wins. I have noticed a change in how I handle life. Tea before,focus ,or after a task well done, or alas stress needs redirection to calm acceptance!
The Seven Teas held fast at my heart!! My son says my eyes change color when I sip tea.
Tea you later alligator lol Bb <3
I am so glad you like the poems Sandra :-)) And it is wonderful to hear how tea is changing your focus, calmness, and even your eyes. May joy fill your tea drinking moments… and all other moments… many blessings my friend )o(
Then joy it shall be, and my cup shall ever hold the joy of our friendship!!
I’m so happy I finally checked your blog out!!!
Hi Anna, I’m happy that you’re here :-)) )o(