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A Storm in a Teacup

Little and delicate

This is who I am. Tiny…

With a storm raging within

I am a storm in a teacup

What more can I do?

But sing about these moving parts inside

Nothing lasts forever, but now the blooms dawn upon me —

Spring time comes

Sunshine bursts through the clouds

A welcomed repose from my great tempest within.

Eleanor Lorene Lowe
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9 responses to “A Storm in a Teacup”

  1. Aaysid Avatar
    Aaysid

    A beautiful poem. I hope you are doing well, Eleanor. I missed your posts.😊

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    1. Eleanor Lorene Lowe Avatar
      Eleanor Lorene Lowe

      OH MY FRIEND! Thank you! So good to hear from you. I’ve missed yours as well.

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      1. Aaysid Avatar
        Aaysid

        🌸❤️

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      2. Eleanor Lorene Lowe Avatar
        Eleanor Lorene Lowe

        Thank you, sweetheart!

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  2. Timothy Price Avatar
    Timothy Price

    Wonderful poem for a tiny tempest in a teacup.

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  3. SirPeterJames.com Avatar
    SirPeterJames.com

    You may be a tiny tempest, but you are a dynamic poet! Blessings, Peter.

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    1. Eleanor Lorene Lowe Avatar
      Eleanor Lorene Lowe

      AAAAWWW You’re making me blush!

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  4. thewolfofjacobscreek Avatar
    thewolfofjacobscreek

    I prefer coffee but it’s all a warm welcome. 🙂

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  5. Filipa Moreira da Cruz Avatar
    Filipa Moreira da Cruz

    Excellent! 🌊🫖

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