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with my morning tea
the gentlest of breezes
sunlight through the clouds
I love calm mornings. Today, Seattle’s weather seems to be pivoting from rain to partially cloudy. Blue skies punctuated with white clouds. Summer’s heat abated, whether temporarily or for the rest of the year is uncertain, but I’ll take the respite.
autumnal daylight
crisp, cool air awakens me
I reach for my tea
I woke to a lovely autumn morning. The rain holding off until a convenient time opens up possibilities. Yet, I expect to spend most of the day in front of a computer.
A fly in my cup
Bereft of life and motion
Tea in a new cup
As I sit, awake
Enjoying this calm morning
We all needed rest
I’ve been awake for a bit, exploring Twitter, reading a bit. Now tea summons me. I must heed the call.
Awake
Against my will
My uncontrollable mind
Second guessing my life
Every choice open to
Ridicule
Through my open window
A lone bird’s chatter
This strange, calm click
Answers my insanity
With a call
For tea
In the afternoon
A warm cup of tea helps me
Make it through the gloom
Today’s gratitude:
The joys of a morning tea
And functioning cars
Throbbing skull
Easing now
As tea
Drifts through
My veins
Carl Setzer: Word Shaper 