photoart: ralph murre
RED SKY IN THE MORNING
by Jude Genereaux
The red negligee
hangs abandoned, sagging
from a hook
behind the waterbed.
My eyes sweep the morning sky for a sign
are drawn to the red cascade;
liquid lush satin screams your absence
clinging by one strap
fabric that held life in our nights
testament to city lights
spring serenades and driving
I Love You’s rich
as the red glow of tomorrow’s promise.
Our hearts hang suspended, sag
longing for the sailor’s delight
Red sky at night.
~ first published in Trains and Rain –
Poems of Lust, Dust, Rust, and Obsession