Nightcap Supper

Nightcap Supper

First the blue cheese twixt the sharp apple pickle

Tickle tang Indian relish heaped upon Bath Olivers as hard as slate

Fat sweet green grapes bunch together across the plate

Late bottled sunshine from the Douro sparkles in her glass

Her soft brown eyes meet mine

Firelight dances in the hearth chasing shadows across the ceiling

A time to dream

Together until the morning

Recent Posts

Rosalind Tomorrow, tomorrow, always tomorrow Tomorrow is waiting long, gilding our window pane Losing the night upon the fringe of...

Penny, tuppence, shilling shining down the stairs and out Frank James and all that ail there and then across the town Thomas the library...

The Turquoise Tie It was sweet back then with Radio Luxembourg under the blanket When our songs were all at sea stolen by Pirate Radio...