With honey and milk
I shall write a tea haiku
Fill my vintage cup
~
But I botched a tea party limerick
The meter and rhyme all for naught
So I shuttered the style
At least for a while
And held court over words with a draught
~
Earl Grey, I shall invite thee to haiku
The Lord of the manor come
And so, with grace, Lady Londonberry too
So my tea party is not me alone
~
Irish Breakfast
Can come
But only if he leaves
His friend
Bailey’s
At home
(that guy always breaks something)
~
So there alas, I’ve written a prose
Of a morning with tea, in a style that I chose
And I’ve conquered the words, nobody can stop me
Now off to new poems while I finish my coffee…
Poem Copyright (c) 2012 by Greg Morton
Greg Morton 
How very clever and witty, Greg.
Thanks Gina! I was inspired by my cup of coffee this morning. Inspiration is a funny mistress…
You just rock M’Lord !! 🙂
Ha ha ha….I do, don’t I? Ha ha…Thank you!!!!