A teacup is a social thing –
fits neatly in matching saucer,
requires raising of pinky finger,
prescribed by social etiquette.
Should it break or, heaven forbid,
spill – its fragile, china composure
spewing hot trails on white linens,
then disgrace could be the theme
which only matters if Victorian
protocols are the priority – perhaps
it’s time to question antiquated
expectations and purchase a mug.
(NaPoWriMo challenge today is to offer dream interpretation for a specific symbol. Â I’m afraid I might overdo this exercise, as I find it quite fun – so just ignore further posts on the subject.)

I would be curious what you think of the prophesy dream of “She-Who-Saves-Many-Lives” — https://petersironwood.com/2018/08/27/myths-of-the-veritas-the-prophesy-dream-of-she-who-saves-many-lives/
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Interesting – quite the ambitious undertaking writing such a fable. As a recovering “She-Who-Saves-Many” I can resonate with nightmares of endless death and destruction. Taking responsibility for others is a never ending task. Thanks for dropping by.
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Ha ha! I love the humorous musing at the end of this one.
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It was a very playful activity, ha ha.
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