RAINE REFLECTIONS

© Christopher Raine

www.RaineReflections.com

Hard-boiled Monday

 

 

Grapefruit-hard,

boiled-egg moments pass

between slices

of half-eaten burnt toast

a weeping window’s

Monday dream

peeling white-cracked paint

and dry-dun window putty

 

The indivisible morning grey,

aching and wet,


lingers; longing for love

like Chet Baker’s trumpet

playing from an Art Deco radio

swirling walnut sounds

among polished brass trims

and acorn knobs

Tendrils of steam sigh

from a clunky French press

black coffee-curious aromas

nutshell and earthy rich,

like a collection of wood antiques,

refurbished by craftsman’s hands,

in the warm sawdust sun

of bright morning yesterdays