A Poem About Tea

Hola Internets.

So the meeting for the school literary magazine went well. Have to do a lot of planning for this semester, and come up with a way to advertise the magazine's release around campus. As well as you know, layout, and editing, and printing, and all the other stuff we didn't do as much of last semester. Also, in other news, I turned in my first article of the winter / spring to the school newspaper. Hopefully the editor will learn to spell my name correctly this semester.

But besides that, Carpe Diem poetry time! (Ok, it's a little lose on the theme, but I tried, so that counts...right?)

“Kaylee”

strawberry tea, strawberry tea

with a hint of kiwi

the smell of summer calling

and an underlying hint of blooming spring

yet the snow is falling

outside the window,

the wind and ice gathering deep

strawberry tea, strawberry tea

with a hint of kiwi

dried fruit of seasons past

defusing bright red in a glass

yet the snow is falling

the blue mantel, blocked out

birds sleeping, rather than singing

strawberry tea, strawberry tea

with a hint of kiwi

the sun never came out today

as the clouds were falling down

yet the snow is falling

laughter hangs on the air

as snowballs crash on plain glass doors

strawberry tea, strawberry tea

with a hint of kiwi

how warm you are inside

a dawning bit of sunlight

yet the snow is falling

and we will go out and play

having fun in the cold all day

strawberry tea, strawberry tea

with a hint of kiwi

your summer is so beautiful, but so far away

the white stark wonderland is here today