Milk No Sugar

by journeyintopoetry

I wonder about the

words I write.

I know I say they’re for you

but is it safe,

to pour myself into a

glass jug like this,

vulnerable, exposed?

Maybe you will just

stir me into your tea.

15 Comments to “Milk No Sugar”

  1. I like the images this evokes

  2. Thank you Harry. It’s good to be back 🙂

  3. This makes perfect sense to me. I love it! 🙂

  4. “I love it” for this, is just an understatement in my opinion, amazing.

  5. Nice, Christine! Yes, I sometimes feel like I’m in a “glass jug” out here too but I’m treated very kindly…

    • Thank you for your comment Gayle

      . I have only just seen it! Dont know how I missed it, so my apologies for this late reply.

      Love and hugs
      (And one for that beautiful baby girl)

      Christine xx

      • I’m not posting on here any longer. After I moved, I just don’t seem to have the discipline to handle two blogs. Even am getting behind on visiting people like I should. My mind is pre-occupied I guess…with a certain someone…

      • I can totally understand Gayle.

        I hardly ever post on here and I am feeling neglectful of it and wonder whether to bow out. Maybe I will keep going a little longer. Bur I catch myself bypassing new posts on here simply because I havent the time to keep involved without putting myself under pressure. I have enough of that with hospital appointments etc without giving myself extra portions!


        Christine x

  6. I like the images and feelings this evokes.


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