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Friday, March 09, 2007

Poetry Friday...





Mona had Gary choose this word perhaps because he makes such beautiful, unique teapots, mugs and various other pottery. You just gotta check out his sight!
Mine is a little random today...the old Stream-of Consciousness I love so much! Always seems to give rise to a fractionalized poem, which might be called a Fragile poem without the magazine cut-out phrases.



Much Ado About Tea!


have a cuppa dear
in my fancy bone china cups
fragile
almost transparent
Spode, Royal Albert and Doulton
made in England
or Bridal Rose from Poland
and if you're lucky
Occupied Japan
embossed on the bottom
some hand painted French Limoge
delicate cups stand tall
on gold pedestal legs
a lovely flowered demi-tasse
and even smaller -
a child's pink
doll size tea set

she tells us to choose
but grandma
we both want the one
with the solid daisy handle!
we take turns
as we enjoy
using the family sterling silver tea service
and feel like rich princesses
as we daintily take out sugar cubes
with the etched silver tongs...
grandma has collected
the whole set of mini figurines
and all the bird cards
from Red Rose -
we share those too

and years later
we shall think of her
as we enjoy tea
in her fancy cups
and savour her
renowned butterscotch squares
neatly arranged
on her 3-tiered flowered plate






I do have many of my grandma's tea cups and I have a huge collection of tea cups with the solid flowers or butterflies for handles. They are very rare and most are expensive, but I just love them!



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21 Comments:

Blogger gr said...

sweet.
and thanks!

Friday, March 09, 2007

 
Blogger Barbara said...

Tea is so much more elegant than coffee. I love to occasionally get dressed up and go out to afternoon tea at the Ritz or at the Morrison House. It's just so civilized!

Friday, March 09, 2007

 
Anonymous colleen said...

I think you are a honorary member of the Floyd TEAPOET SOCIETY! We love the teaparties, the cups, and poetry that flows!

Friday, March 09, 2007

 
Blogger Mother of Invention said...

Gr. You're so welcome Pottery man!
I can't figure out why the links to Mona's and your sight don't show up...they do when you put the cursor over those words..???

Barbara: I used to have a Victorian Tea Party in my backyard and all the women would drees up in nice dresses,hats and gloves. I'd have all my grandma's nice cups, tea service and fancy plates with tons of squares etc. It was so neat!

Colleen: Yah! Thank you! I might just show up in my dress, hat and gloves! I'll do this poem for sure!

Friday, March 09, 2007

 
Blogger meno said...

If i had rare and expensive tea cups i might be afraid to use them, but i hope you do use yours. I'll bet they make the tea taste better.

Friday, March 09, 2007

 
Blogger RennyBA said...

What a lovely poem - thanks so much for sharing!
Coming from a porcelain town Porsgrunn, Norway you know I love to see your cup!
Wishing you a wonderful weekend:-)

Saturday, March 10, 2007

 
Blogger Abigail S said...

Good poem! That sounds like a great tea party with grandma!

Saturday, March 10, 2007

 
Blogger Mother of Invention said...

Meno: I do a lot of looking at them but I do use them when tea guests come over...you're right, it does taste better and I should use them more!

renny: Thanks! yes, you know all about porcelin. I don't think I've seen a cup from Norway!

Abigail: Thanks! It sure was! I always think of her when I look at these cups.

Sunday, March 11, 2007

 
Blogger Mona Buonanotte said...

Ooh, you brought back a memory! My grandma always had cubes of sugar for our tea...not just plain ol' sugar in a bowl, but cubes that she'd let us suck on and hide in our skirts to eat later under the lilac bush.

Love this post!

Sunday, March 11, 2007

 
Anonymous Coll said...

It's funny.. but the older I get.. the more I appreciate the beauty aof tea cup. I have two of my grandmothers and they are precious, mostly because they were hers.

Sunday, March 11, 2007

 
Blogger mystic rose said...

hi mother of invention,
just wanted to reply to your commnet on my blog , thepost about Night:

there are so many ways of looking at things..you could look at the bare trees silhouetted against the sky in winter and feel the beauty of the fragile pattern, and someone else could descibe the same as violent, claws tearing at the sky...
but i was also talking about feeling the oneness with the Universe. Most of my posts are about meditation, but as with everything, everyone takes what they want from it..:)

Monday, March 12, 2007

 
Blogger mystic rose said...

and that was a great poem! evoked so many emotions..the playacting tthat little girls love soo much..esp the tea party! used to be my fav too...all dressed up and pretending to be so lady like! and i love doing this with children again, ofcourse i odnt have any really expensive ones! :P

and i also love that old china..so fragile and beautifula nd gentle and delicate!!

Monday, March 12, 2007

 
Blogger steve said...

So did ya'll have any TEA WITH THOSE TEACUPS?
I like the Orange Pekoe!

Monday, March 12, 2007

 
Blogger steve said...

So did ya'll have any TEA WITH THOSE TEACUPS?
I like the Orange Pekoe!

Monday, March 12, 2007

 
Blogger Mother of Invention said...

Mona: That truly is a SWEET memory! I used tons of those cubes and look where it got me? I'm diabetic!

Coll: Same with me...it's like honouring her when I have tea in them! Such a fond memory.

Mystic: Thanks for clarifying. People always get a lot out of your poems and sometimes I miss the underlying metaphor. How nice you feel at one with this universe!

Thanks about the poem too. I loved dressing up and playing with tea sets, but I got to do the real thing with grandma! her cups are beautiful.

Steve: Sure did! They are also nice to look at...the tea tastes better out of the fancy cups.

Monday, March 12, 2007

 
Blogger steve said...

God, i'm so thick sometimes...its like those fisin' lures I have that never catch fish, but i love to use 'em... no, its probably not like that either...

Monday, March 12, 2007

 
Blogger Mother of Invention said...

Steve: Well, either I'm thick too, or I'm just getting immune to your thickness because I didn't really give it a 2nd thought! HA!

Monday, March 12, 2007

 
Blogger LynClay said...

Love your teacups and this Friday's poem m.o.i.!!

Monday, March 12, 2007

 
Blogger Old Lady said...

I have that little rose pattern one. It was my great grandmother's. I'm keeping it.

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

 
Blogger Mother of Invention said...

Lynclay: Thanks! There is something delicate and old-fashoned about them!

Old Lady: That is very special. Look at it often! Honour her by using at special times!

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

 
Blogger Mother of Invention said...

Lynclay: Thanks! There is something delicate and old-fashoned about them!

Old Lady: That is very special. Look at it often! Honour her by using at special times!

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

 

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