Renewal (Marital Bliss V)


Amid the
Slowly settling
Smouldering rubble
Of what remained
Of the living room,

Still faintly quivering
With the last echoes
Of our screaming havoc,

She took a deep breath,
Rubbed her hands together and smiled.

“Well,” she said, “that’s cleared the air.
Shall we have a cup of tea?”

About Ben Naga

Pilgrim on the lam. Please feel free to explore the links to learn more. I trust you will find some things there will have been worth the effort. See you there.

Posted on November 27, 2016, in Poetry and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. 5 Comments.

  1. British lovers. 😉

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