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
