by Faith H.
Member since:
November 17, 2005

Milk and Honey Tea

December 20, 2008 08:36 PM EST
views: 118 | comments: 33

 

A Sunday morning with the Times

and a milk and honey tea.

 

Contemplating where you've put me

at the end of my rope.

 

Working the puzzle that life presents

without the clues I need.

 

Dorothy never had it so hard to find

the wizard of odds.

 

Milk and honey tea on a Sunday morn

and the rain begins again.

 

 

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Comments: 33

Katrina Hall Dec 20, 2008, 8:43pm EST
I love it, Faith! Those lines:


"Working the puzzle that life presents

without the clues I need."

are simply brilliant, and suddenly explain my life, so far.
Madame Donna C. Dec 20, 2008, 8:46pm EST
Can I just echo Katrina on this one? The simplicity of this one is lovely, yet the depth that it captures gives me a vivid image of a puzzled life.
elizabeth e. Dec 20, 2008, 8:50pm EST
Do we ever have all the clues we need or do we just soldier on, taking one day at a time, until the puzzle is revealed to us in an oblique manner?
Faith H. Dec 20, 2008, 8:54pm EST
Kat, you've given me a life line there. Donna, yes indeed, life that needs sorting out.

Bob, I'm sure that some day I'll figure it all out. Right before I bow out.
Dannielle S. Dec 20, 2008, 8:56pm EST
Gently and quietly you create a space, a moment we slip into with you, and leave us to sit with you until the clouds are gone.
MrsRoad Runner Dec 20, 2008, 8:59pm EST
Very good! ;0)
Faith, you don't write much................but when you do it is a zinger. No one writes like you Faith, no one. You are authentic. This is....well, it just bites me.
Bart H. Dec 20, 2008, 9:44pm EST
Pretty cool, that.
I wonder though what would happen
If in fact we DID figure it out.

What then?

Well done, Ms. Faith.
Faith H. Dec 20, 2008, 9:59pm EST
Dannielle, even though you avoid poetry, I'm always glad to see you here.

Ms Roadrunner, thanks.
Faith H. Dec 20, 2008, 10:01pm EST
Liz, yes, I've been stingy with my published work, but that makes your praise all the more special, thanks!
Faith H. Dec 20, 2008, 10:01pm EST
Bart!
I'm keeping myself in the dark.
Just because.
Dame Ruth, Chief Executive Elitist D. Dec 20, 2008, 10:24pm EST
Attack the puzzle with an ink pen and your confidence will fill in the blanks.
Dannielle S. Dec 20, 2008, 10:41pm EST
Ooh -- I like Dame Ruth's advice.
JustMe ~I'm happy to be~ Dec 20, 2008, 11:30pm EST
Just lovely - great metaphors.

At the Jersey shore there is a store called "The Wizard of Odds"....smile.
Tonia, who hugs trees G. Dec 20, 2008, 11:46pm EST
I have just been run ragged by two young ones and finding your gentle voice here tonight gave me a moment of calm contemplation. Thank you for that.
Granny Janny H. Dec 21, 2008, 3:36am EST
I love the Wizard of odds...and a milk and honey tea!
This poetry evokes a mystery to me.
My dear friend, just follow the yellow brick road to the Wizard of West Oz, who will sort it all out. Just catch the next passing tornado. LOL

Ten stars from me - and I'm featuring this as well in the Chat & Connections Garden Cafe.
Wilhelmine Estabrook Dec 21, 2008, 6:12am EST
Just grand. I thought you meant to say the wizard of odds.
This reflects so much of what I'm feeling lately.

Beautiful!
Faith H. Dec 21, 2008, 1:05pm EST
Michelle, thanks (and Wil, I DID mean the wizard of odds...chances are...)

Tonia, glad I could soothe the soul.
Faith H. Dec 21, 2008, 1:06pm EST
Magi, I'll follow that yellow brick road, and pass on the tornado ride.

Ina, is it the age or the time of year?
Faith H. Dec 21, 2008, 1:07pm EST
And Dame Ruth, yes! Ink me in.
jessie voigts Dec 21, 2008, 3:23pm EST
lovely, faith.
Terry Collett Dec 21, 2008, 3:43pm EST
Fine poem.
I have to agree with the comments above...the "wizard of odds" is a fantastic phrase. Hope your holidays were filled with joy and your New Year will be filled with laughter and love.
Shelbia C. Jan 6, 2009, 1:54am EST
This is nice
mona d. Jan 15, 2009, 9:58am EST
slipping in a bit of clever when you're twisting our hearts...nice touch, sweet.
mona d. Jan 15, 2009, 9:58am EST
ps. sorry i'm late...
Faith H. Jan 16, 2009, 6:11am EST
mona, you are never late, and always welcome!
John F Walter Jan 19, 2009, 3:02pm EST
This is a clever poem that uses subtext extremely well, and yet manages to be sassy enough to include a hysterical pun. Well done, Faith.
Laura M. Jan 19, 2009, 3:13pm EST
......there's just no place like home in the midst of wild whizzes
odding their way into puzzling times. Great poem, Faith!
Ann M. (Site Scryer) Jan 19, 2009, 9:22pm EST
This poem is quite the Proustian rush for me, as I was raised on The New York Times (paper version) and I love Earl Grey!

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