Love is a bit like tea and tea is a bit like love

Love should be made afresh each day, like tea.
Does that sound too mundane? Consider now
the cup I bring up every morning, free
from thoughts about repayment, and then how
you put a cup beside me when I’m at
my desk and working hard, because you see
that I might need it. Let’s extend it out:
our teapot holds enough for the whole family,
and when our friends drop by we offer tea
to say “we love you, and we’re glad you’re here”.
We offer tea as comfort, sympathy,
as a small warmth, protection against fear.
Love’s measured not in words, but in our deeds –
I say “I love you” when I make you tea.

Ingrid over at Experiments in fiction has asked us to write a sonnet for St Valentine’s Day. Wierdly, she has given us the theme of “love”.

18 thoughts on “Love is a bit like tea and tea is a bit like love

  1. Tea, in my opinion, lends itself to poetry in a way coffee doesn’t. There’s a whole family in the tea rituals, sharing, making friends stay longer because there’s still some in the pot, an excuse for cake or biscuits. Tea is a wonderful institution, and I really like this ode to its excellence.

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