Month: November 2018

November 26th

sitting indoors, sipping on hot tea, I dream the winter mountains

November 25th

the only tea flowers I will see this season are boiling in my tea pot

November 24th

I don’t blame you, bedbugs – you seek shelter but please pour your anger on my gentle skin

November 23rd

craving porridge every morning not of hunger but of cold – so I put the milk to boil

November 22nd

why roses! so fresh and fragrant and in bloom – so out of season

November 21st

around the fireplace – drinking, friendship and laughter that break the cold spell

November 20th

in days so short, man should only sleep and have fun like animals do