Wednesday, 20 May 2015

Poem for Wednesday: A Victorian Living Room

by Nathaniel Charles



A Victorian Living Room




The room is embarrassed.
For it knows that privacy is wanted,
And so some space is made
For the young lovers.

First moves the chaise long,
Creeping on four short legs
Muffling its ears
With its own pincushions.

Then scuttle the chairs,
60s in design
But not in spirit...
For a blush is spreading through their upholstery.

Finally the curtains,
They slide closed,
Drapes ruffled suggestively
Like the fine lace negligée

Now scattered on the carpet,
Which cannot move.
So it lies there,

Averting its eyes and thinking of Queen Victoria.

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