We lit the candle together
Holding the splint, hand over hand
Flame flared, formed, flickered
Came to life
We laughed and blew out the taper
Followed its dissipating smoke into the dark
Turned our eyes to the fresh wax light
To sprites dancing on the walls
Laid enrapt until drowsy
In warmth formed bonds
Of breath and limbs
We fell to sleep sapped of strength
Frost crept across the pane
A spider spun its web
Hours slid together
As we un-knowing lolled apart
I awoke to shivering air
The unclosed door
Branches silhouetted against the sky
Shrivelled candle cold
3rd May, 2020
Warmed by day breaking
In through the shutters
Light fur of the skin
Curve of the fruit
Crushed in your hand
Drips, splashes, runs
Onto your belly
Down to your thighs
You smile, close your eyes
Push me lower
n.b. http://www.napowrimo.net Day 24 prompt: Fruit.
24th April, 2020
Awoken at 04:30 hrs. First dim light of the new day.
A stag bellows from the wood on the hill.
Tree branches, unsteady in the stiffening northerly wind, emit a low, irregular moan.
Behind this lies the slow-motion rush of heavy waves breaking hard on the shingle. Then the long draw as the sea inhales before the next swell rolls in.
I am lulled back to sleep
Gull throws back its head
Coughs up laughter; mocks sleep
Nails scrape on windows
Blamm!! Sun smashes in
Curtains warm, eyes squint, smiles
Windows need cleaning
n.b. A morning to enjoy the light and warmth of sun on skin. The windows will look fine at bedtime.
n.n.b. How to suck joy from the day…just did my morning push ups and noticed the carpet needs cleaning too.
Yellow and purple crocuses
Shiver in the humid wind
Fierce rattle of branches above
Dogs trot and squat
Their owners bowing down
Gathering up the shit
n.b. You have to hand it to dog-owners, they really love those animals. Thank you for cleaning up as they go.