T’was the night before Christmas,
And all through the flat,
Every creature was stirring
Because of my hungry cat.
For the last couple of weeks,
I was feeling humbuggish.
But I awoke with a streak…
If a little bit sluggish.
After running some errands
For the night’s holiday supper.
I thought to myself,
Man, I need an upper.
I looked over my stores
Of leaf-delivered caffeine,
And decided I would gorge
With a Korean-ish lean.
There were two balhyochas
That demanded my attention.
A couple of oddi-“teas”
That I never did mention.
Were they oolong or black tea…
Or something in-between?
According to one Mr. Gebely,
There was no “kill green”.
This meant that they were
Their own unique beast.
The perfect sort of purr
Or prologue to a feast.
“MLH” was the first,
“Noeul” was the second.
They smelled of quenched thirst –
Of almonds a-beckoned.
I used a green tea-ish temp
And a minute for the steep.
Their aromas did tempt
My body away from sleep.
Both were minty to the taste
With hints of nuts on the trail.
I didn’t drink with much haste,
But they were finished without fail.
Was there a difference to be seen,
Between the balhyocha brethren?
None that I could glean
That is worthy of mention.
They were wonderful together
When sipped side-by-side.
And as light-bodied as a feather…
(Okay, I lied.)
There are far worse ways
To get into the feeling
Of these stupid holidays
That send your mind reeling.
I will sip away my night
Until X-Mas is ended.
A chocolate chaser in sight
And a heart newly-mended.
Balhyocha MLH and Balhyocha Noeul generously provided by the wonderful Canadians over at O5 Tea.
Xavier
And for your next writing, I want an epic poem about tea 😉
lazyliteratus
Done.
Jackie
Mr Tea poet, you and @jopj both rhyme so beautifully. Very cool poem indeed. Never stop writing please.
lazyliteratus
I’m still a li’l green at it, but getting there. Thanks.
Robert Godden
I laughed, I cried, I gave it two thumbs up.
lazyliteratus
Thine thumbs are appreciated.
jopj
Such fun continued success
lazyliteratus
Much obliged.
bram
A mind=blown tea poem.
lazyliteratus
I’ve got more in the pipeline.