Grits and Purls

Spinning yarns about the grit of life

Oh, what wonderful relief!
A witches’ brew steeped stealthily in the wee hours of the morning
Slippery elm, rose hip, cinnamon bark and licorice root
Water heated in a pot over an eerie orange glow that lights the
Early morning and warms the chill
As the wind howls outside in these still moon-lit hours
Accompanied by the ominous implosion of my eardrums
Each time I swallow

Oh the relief as the hot liquid and honeyPouring_water_into_4af5
Slide down the back of my raw throat
Relief, as the steam soothes my chapped nose
And I breathe, if but for a moment

Ah Choo!

© 2009 Michele Arduengo. All rights reserved.

3 thoughts on “Ode to a Cup of Tea

  1. A cup of tea DOES work wonders, doesn’t it? So many people are sick — get well soon!

    1. Michele Arduengo says:

      Yep. I’m thinking that my daughter could use some too. She’s lying around, with sniffles and sneezes.

  2. sylviamorice says:

    i feel your pain, Michelle…being sick is not my idea of fun at all. Get better soon.

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