At night, I slept by the window…always looking beyond
Country landscapes adorned my walls
Like potpourri, pastels
That never contained me


Night felt crisp as glass,
Fresh dew in summer shared it’s scent,
And I bathed under the large window 
In the moon's luminosity


A night owl! my mother heckled from below,
Long past my bedtime.


***


It was the smell of Tetley
That woke me, just before 
Dawn’s triumph over darkness—
Scarlet stakes thrust through velvet,
        …red sky in the morning, shepherds warning
	dad whispered.
He fed me the horizon like breakfast
As we watched Luton’s morning lipstick 
Streak another day


***


Midmorning rain clouds hover like bees 
Over the council houses,
Lightening buzzed in the distance
But I danced 
In the spring garden
        buttercup in a tickling breeze
And savored its taste
For darker days—


Confined to my room.
A wild horse tamed but not captured
Found a playground of all seasons
In my mind
In a town 
Eclipsed until summer

06/08/2006

Author's Note: 1st Assignment-A: Emily offered us a childhood theme, not necessarily our own...encouraged to improvise... Thanks to all for the feedback last week Thursday!

Posted on 06/08/2006
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