Storm

Cradling PG-Lapsang Souchong
Staring through the sash window
Up from glossy print cottages
In a shoplifted 'Country Life'
Lightning slits the Surrey skies
And thunders over the hospital
Where I labored years ago
In now demolished wings.
Our guttering floods and
I wish he had loved
Made a life like the storm
Above this house now
Stirring.