POW PROMPT 17

POWPROMPT:from "Clean Straw for Nothing" by George Johnston.
Incorporate the passage from the above novel into your poem if you like or just use the prompt as inspiration.

"...we had been given our own small version of Paradise...everything had been held in a long pause within the sea and the sand and the winds and the high sky,held in the sweet heat of clovered coastal fields, the lantana, the cool-shaded fig trees,the sorghum sweeps. Should we ask for more than this?"

See you here Wednesday.
Drunk For a Penny
Dead Drunk for Tuppence
Clean Straw For Nothing
( A London sign in Gin Lane
in Hogath's time )

The Fall

Is it enough
to walk through
clovered coastal fields
shaded by fig trees
to ride the white foam crest of waves
to watch lightning split the dark sky
to suck the pulp from ripe passion fruit
to watch a myriad of butterflies
raid the lantana bush
to revel in the peach smell
of the solander flower
to bury one's face in the dark pink crepe myrtle
to smell the first plops of rain
on a hot tin roof
Should we ask for more?
We all wear the mark of Cain
so we will anyway
except for the saints
Saint Rallentanda
the patron saint of contrariness
will ask for more on principle