The Poetry Sisters’ challenge for February was to write a Valentine or love poem. A plethora of people, places, things, and ideas are objects of my affection. Why, then, was it so hard to pick one and write a poem?!? Thank you, Irish Breakfast Tea, for helping me crank out an eleventh hour haiku.
Here’s how the other Poetry Sisters met this month’s challenge:
Liz @ Liz Garton Scanlon
Tricia @ The Miss Rumphius Effect
Tanita @ {fiction, instead of lies}
Laura @ Laura Purdie Salas
Sara @ Read Write Believe
Kelly @ Kelly Ramsdell
Tabatha has this week’s Poetry Friday Roundup at The Opposite of Indifference.
Image came via Unsplash.
A(nother) Year of Reading 
As a fellow tea drinker, I salute you and this poem. It’s lovely.
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Love the title! Mornings are composed of so many small love letters. Thanks for sharing yours!
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Morning love. Perfect!
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Mary Lee, for an eleventh-hour haiku, I salute your ability to pick the right topic. Love brews in the morning of each day. I shall remember your poem as I sip my steeping herbal tea. Thank you.
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This is the sound of laughter for “non judgmental “ — such a good friend, that morning companion 😊
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Oh yes, here’s to hot tea!
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I SO feel that “lifting of the fog” (but with me it’s coffee; tea is for the afternoons.) Well done, figuring out a small and beautiful love letter.
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Patient, nonjudgmental, mood-lifting– who could ask for more? Great title.
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Love this!! I hadn’t considered tea!! But indeed – a silent, non-judging partner in the daily task of awakening…
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Being aware of those little daily pleasures makes the music in our lives, Mary Lee! It’s a loving thought from you!
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Love that title! And if you substitute coffee for tea, I’m right there with you.
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I have a similar feeling about English Breakfast Tea. I love morning!
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An ode to tea in haiku form. Loverly!
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Tea as an antedote to morning fog. Haiku and a hot brew. Love it!
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I do love the lifting of the fog!
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I agree – great title! 🙂 For me it’s coffee that chases the morning fog away. Tea is my afternoon treat. Your poem is a wonderful valentine to a favorite beverage!
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Hot drinks do hit the spot, very nice!
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Perfection in just a few words (and a cup). That’s love.
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I drink coffee instead, but I cannot tell you how often that first sip feels like absolute infatuation!
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What a lovely ode to a cuppa. ❤️
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There is something so comforting in the brewing of tea.
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Brew-tiful poem, Mary Lee. 🙂
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