|Adrian Chambers, Italy, the 1980s.|
I remember the first time I saw you
Your call and response failed five times
Until you managed to tap me on my shoulder
from the front room window
When I turned around and saw you
Your eyes threw me
We spoke gobbledygook
as a way of tuning in
And when I asked you a random question—
'Do you drink or smoke?'
Your reply made me smile,
'No but I eat a lot of biscuits.'
And because it was easy to say it,
I asked, 'Any particular kind?'
And you said,
Your death remains a turning point
Our memories are safe
And We will always
4th poem for NaPoWriMo2017
ⓒ Nicole Moore
NaPoWriMo's day 3 prompt was an elegy, (I'm not sticking to posting in any particular order) 'but make it centred around something specific or unusual about the person or thing it's about'. I lost my partner Adrian in 1988 and our first meet, in 1980, will be something I savour as a special memory, but it's his confession about Custard Creams that will always make me smile!