Trouble at the Tea Leafing Café
The rain had started right around the time that Annie was buttering her second thick slice of homemade toast for breakfast, and hadn’t paused since. Not that anyone could tell. The windows of the café were fogged over, and with every seat filled with happy customers munching on fresh baked pastries or steaming bowls of the delicious soup of the day, it was hardly surprising. Annie looked around the room, finally taking a moment to breathe after the lunch time rush. Her old life already felt like a bad memory, a part of her history, always, but just that. History.
Comments (15)
This is so lingeringly lovely. Well done, Rachel.
Beautiful ✅… I was also slow on the M… the image got me there… my mind was still in your serial (Matt or Mark)!🤔😀
This is so clever Rachel!! The feathered M took me a minute, but I love that image it created in my mind when I finally got there. Well done!!
Brilliant
This is so brilliant, I have goosebumps!! Such an outstanding entry, Rachel! One I will certainly remember
love your poems
The rhythm aligns beautifully with the imagery.
Gorgeous and creative!
Very creative! I like it.
I love in blue above blue. It resonates well with the childlike crayon scrawl and a living M. Definitely a novel and lovely take on the challenge, Rachel!
Such a striking image and a beautiful verse, Rachel!
Nice work!
Oh, this is very creative, chum! Well done. Loved this unique take among so many ones that are pretty, but essentially the same. Also, sorry I've gotten so far behind your series and scared to try and find the crumb I left on lol. But, it's on my agenda. Not forgotten you, Deeming!
Blue above blue, that was a good one! Also, thank you for the explanation of M because I was imagining a winged moose 😅😅 Also, that photo reminded me of your Boiling Sea. Loved your Haiku!
This was inspired by the drawings I used to do as a child where I drew birds as an "M". This picture on Unsplash, I think, shows why this is appropriate!