The Morning After

The Morning After

Melted wax, hardened
Half empty glasses clutter
the table top
and scattered clothes lay
where they dropped
Laying in this moonlight-streaked room
I pray for darkness to linger
That you will stay wrapped in my arms
forever and this night
will never end, but I know
when dawn breaks the sky
and the sun floods its light
you will leave me again
The crispness of morning
will chill the warmth of bodies
entwined in lovemaking
The desire in your eyes
will be replaced by indifference
And as you slip away in my half sleep
you will steal my heart once more


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Word Prompt
Wrap - FOWC

Laura Bloomsbury is hosting D'Verse Poets and prompted us with
Aubade. 

Now Spring has penetrated the Northern Hemisphere we are moving from dark to longer lighter days. Or from Nocturne to Aubade

“In French it means “dawn serenade,” and that is the meaning that English-speakers originally fell in love with. As the relationship of “aubade” with the English language grew, its meanings became a little more intimate. It blossomed into a word for a song or poem of lovers parting at dawn. Later it came to refer to songs sung in the morning hours. The affair between “aubade” and the dawn began with the Old Occitan word auba, meaning “dawn”.  ~ Merriam -Webster

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  27 comments for “The Morning After

  1. binzy
    April 14, 2022 at 7:45 pm

    Beautiful words soaked in emotions !!

    • Christine Bolton
      April 14, 2022 at 9:17 pm

      Thank you Binzy ☺️

  2. April 10, 2022 at 11:13 am

    Indeed it is often so different in the morning… reading this made me think of Patti Smith group “because the night belong to lovers”

    • Christine Bolton
      April 11, 2022 at 9:27 am

      Yes! I loved that song ☺️

  3. April 10, 2022 at 3:24 am

    You have painted so vividly the heartbreak of such a parting, when one feels so much more than the other!

    • Christine Bolton
      April 10, 2022 at 7:22 am

      Thank you Ingrid! I remember feeling that way on occasion!

  4. April 10, 2022 at 2:55 am

    Powerful

    • Christine Bolton
      April 10, 2022 at 7:24 am

      Thanks. Yes been there!

  5. sanaarizvi
    April 8, 2022 at 6:10 pm

    “I pray for darkness to linger that you will stay wrapped in my arms forever,”.. ooh that is soo romantic Christine!! 😀 Love this so much ❤️❤️

    • Christine Bolton
      April 8, 2022 at 7:57 pm

      Thank you! I’m trying to be more romantic with my poetry – like you Sanaa ☺️❤️

  6. April 8, 2022 at 2:02 pm

    A beautiful, moving poem

    • Christine Bolton
      April 8, 2022 at 7:58 pm

      Thank you dear Sadje ☺️💕

      • April 9, 2022 at 12:44 am

        My pleasure

  7. April 8, 2022 at 1:14 pm

    Christine I found those wonderful opening visuals of the night before added so much more to the dawn parting – such an enjoyable read

    • Christine Bolton
      April 8, 2022 at 2:17 pm

      Thank you Laura. A lovely prompt you gave us this week ☺️💕

  8. April 8, 2022 at 11:39 am

    So bitter-sweet, Christine!

    • Christine Bolton
      April 8, 2022 at 2:19 pm

      Aww thanks Punam ☺️💕. I was trying to comment on one of your poems yesterday and WP was giving me a hard time 😕. I’m not sure it went through. I’ll go look 🙏

  9. April 8, 2022 at 11:23 am

    Very beautiful, well done.

    • Christine Bolton
      April 8, 2022 at 7:57 pm

      Thank you Mason ☺️

  10. April 8, 2022 at 9:54 am

    I remember moments like this and crying after because I knew they’d never be the same again. You captured that feeling beautifully.

    • Christine Bolton
      April 8, 2022 at 10:13 am

      Thank you Bridgette 💕☺️

  11. April 8, 2022 at 9:19 am

    So poignant… can relate

    • Christine Bolton
      April 8, 2022 at 10:13 am

      Thanks Paula, most of us can. Bitter-sweet 💕

  12. April 8, 2022 at 9:06 am

    Lovely, Christine. I know a lot of hearts and heads nodded in agreement, each remembering a moment that was wonderful but that we knew would be fleeting.

    • Christine Bolton
      April 8, 2022 at 10:12 am

      Oh so many Regina, I’m sure 💕

      • April 11, 2022 at 9:15 am

        Terrific denouement in this sensual poem with bite of reality in the end…

      • Christine Bolton
        April 11, 2022 at 6:47 pm

        Thank you Ain. So kind ☺️

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