Nu du matin Jane

Nu du matin Will 

When I awoke Jane was not in our bed 

The cat was nowhere to be seen 

I lay back and felt the humid air 

Drift across our pale blue room 

I thought of calling this poem 

The Dog Days of Summer 

But future events

Would change my mind 

As I drifted down the main stairs 

I heard Cleopatra purring in the garden 

Jane was playing with her using a blue ribbon 

The ribbon had once belonged to my favourite doll Jessica 

It was then that I noticed that 

Jane was wearing my deep red tee shirt 

Which because of shrinking was exposing her bum 

My beautiful wife did not seem to care 

And the cat was more interested in the ribbon 

My favourite doll was still mourning her loss  

Out of the common view I stood naked on the terrace 

The Naked Mornings of Summer 

Our neighbours walked into their garden 

Good Morning Mrs Spears 

Good Morning Will 

Good Morning Cleopatra 

Jane smiled 

I love these August mornings 

It is like being in the tropics 

Minus the servants 

Will would you make some coffee 

I have just employed this servant 

He is useless but nice to look at 

I must say I agree

Does he come from the colonies 

No just Guildford 

A fine specimen 

He has his uses 

Our son is coming to see us 

Which one 

Michael 

Is he the one in the church 

Very much he has his own parish now 

How nice 

But it is so far away 

I love North Yorkshire 

But it is such a drive 

Three hours 

Gerald why are you naked 

Because it seems to be the done thing 

I am not naked 

You are my dear 

I am wearing a gown 

Without a belt 

I do not think that Jane cares 

Who am I to cast the first stone Iris 

I like your tee shirt 

A beautiful red 

It belongs to Will 

He has nice taste 

But as you can see I have shrunk it 

I wish my bottom was nice as yours 

I blame the church as mine was never the same 

But Christopher was kind to me 

As I was no longer a novelty 

I brought the coffee out on a tray 

Come and join us 

Will two more cups 

Come as you are or less 

We are all the same 

Jane removed my tee shirt 

I wished that she had not done that 

As the sight of her breasts always made me hard 

Just look at him 

Are you still at prep school Will 

Thumbing through your mucky magazines 

I am sorry but - 

Do not worry I am glad he has the strength 

Gerald is not the man he once was 

It is the shrapnel my dear 

Gerald when did you go to war 

I have a variety of toys if you get my drift 

Do not tell Will but so do I 

He has his dolls and I have my vibrators 

You must come around some time 

We can exchange notes and ideas

And I have this amazing cream 

So soothing and subtly perfumed 

And there in ended deep in rural Norfolk 

Four naked people in the garden 

Enjoying morning coffee 

Not exactly friends 

But comfortable with each other 

Quite what the cat made of it 

Was open to interpretation 

As it was more interested in the bugs

Jessica's ribbon lay abandoned near the roses 

I was soon sent in to fetch some biscuits 

Good servants are so hard to find these days 

It was as I was opening the Rose Lime Tin 

That I heard a car pull up nearby 

I glanced out of the window 

It was Michael and his family 

They had made good time 

The roads had been kind 

I quickly dressed 
 
The Theatre of the Absurd 

Was to be the title of this modest piece 

I tried to suppress a smile 

The kettles on again

And I will be out in a moment 

With the Rose Lime biscuits