Monday, 11 January 2016

A Poem a Day 2016 / 010


Cromarty, Forth and Tyne


back living with my father

the year away a fading memory

the years ahead planned

with youthful purpose.

Work for a year, then art school

drawing nudes into the night

when the family have gone to bed

and have no course to object

to the swish of dresses falling on the floor

or the whisper of a stocking at half mast.

A Book at Bedtime in the background

soft music on the radio,

The Shipping Forecast

with Dogger, Shannon and Tyne

distant places where night howls with fury

like my father

when he views the tangle of limbs in the morning.


© Rachel Green 2016

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