‘Twas the Night

6 April
NaPoWriMo prompt: “…write a poem that stretches your comfort zone with line breaks…” Well. This certainly stretched my comfort zone! How is it that even the most innocent childhood poem can turn so dark and erotic with few line breaks and a bit of erasure? Twas the Night, with thanks to Clement Clarke Moore’s “A Visit from Saint Nicolas

stirring
stockings
visions

danced
in her ‘kerchief
a flash

the sash
the moon
the breast

a lustre below
wondering eyes
a moment

he whistled
shouted
called
Now!
Now!

they meet
bound
flung on his back
opening
encircled

shook
in spite
a twist of his head

dread
stockings
a jerk

a whistle
out of sight
night!

 

Written by Elizabeth Boquet, April 2018

8 thoughts on “‘Twas the Night

  1. Ooooh of course there’s a whistle and bounds! I love the energy of this…I don’t think I could think of The Night Before Christmas, without now thinking of The Nightmare Before Christmas And How It Became Excellently Naughty.

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