Bora born
Green tea _
Winter sun
seeds the sky
trade wind blows
clouds fly by.
Weather watch
mountain time
mizzle road's
wet design.
Here in cairns
much the same
except that
there's no rain.
Yes the cold
finds you here
time for hot
cold green tea.
There's the rub
as taste goes
perrotas
steals the show.
Pot is hot
fill her up
with that green
splendid stuff.
Trouble is
it takes time
to drink from
cups this kind.
Winter's here
so you see
it's cold by
number three.
There it is
pretty rough
cold green tea
wretched stuff.
Tanins sting
on their way
down the throat
every day.
- O -
© 7th july 2013 _ Nhawrr yirrpa
seeds the sky
trade wind blows
clouds fly by.
Weather watch
mountain time
mizzle road's
wet design.
Here in cairns
much the same
except that
there's no rain.
Yes the cold
finds you here
time for hot
cold green tea.
There's the rub
as taste goes
perrotas
steals the show.
Pot is hot
fill her up
with that green
splendid stuff.
Trouble is
it takes time
to drink from
cups this kind.
Winter's here
so you see
it's cold by
number three.
There it is
pretty rough
cold green tea
wretched stuff.
Tanins sting
on their way
down the throat
every day.
- O -
© 7th july 2013 _ Nhawrr yirrpa
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Green tea _
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