Morning to Evening

Never gonna leave this bed…


You like it best, in the morning, the afternoon

The early hours honey, speak to you

The sun drifts, speckled by shadows

Our bed turns lemon and we suck

The rinds, its peel, its discarded colour

the white walls blush with summer

slowing us down to the swallow of beer


slow as a yawn in a classroom

fast as the pace of the day, three hours have passed

and somehow we are still in bed, the covers

warm as a teaspoon, our curves make

commas and full stops, the space between movements

weighted with our combined gravity

heavy with our combined weight


evenings are for working, windows blackened out

street lamps momentary suns spin on, the streets echo

and laptops light up our faces, the television beams

cast around the lounge, lamps seek out corners


I like it best before midnight, when my face

Is a shadow to myself, I can hide from my skin

Put myself deep in your body. I’ve buried my nightmares away

Touching you is light, stars, rockets

Blazing to anonymous forever.


About Quad

The Stirred quad is formed of Rebecca Audra Smith, Anna Percy, Jasmine Chatfield and Lenni Sanders.
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One Response to Morning to Evening

  1. The poetry is graceful and elegant. I particularly like “Morning to Evening.” Have you published a chapbook or otherwise??

    Lou W
    Dallas, Texas

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