MAYBE by Kieran Beville

in Poetry/Spotlight

Maybe I will sleep tonight

and maybe you will come to me

as morning comes

in robes of incandescent light

to wake me with a kiss.

Maybe you will hold me tight.

Maybe I will just dream of this.

When night unzips her dress of black and lets it slip to the floor,

will you come back once more?

When morning comes singing from the feathered trees

that is when I miss you most

for it’s another day stretched before me like unbending road.

And you are like that ghostly fog

that quietly slips away.

Maybe you will come to lift the blanket of heaviness from my soul

like a gentle breeze lifts a slumbering leaf that murmurs, then falls back to sleep.

The diurnal and nocturnal discs of light swing like a pendulum.

I watch them like I used to watch the school clock when I was a boy,

yearning to revel in the fields, to play and roam

until my mother called me home.

Maybe, I will know such joy sometime soon.

Maybe, just maybe you will come.

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Kieran Beville is author of Write Now – A Guide to Becoming a Writer (Limerick Writers’ Centre, 2019) and Fool’s Gold, a collection of poetry (Revival Press, 2019). Publications include articles in newspapers and magazines and poetry in Cyphers, Crossways, A New Ulster, The Ogham Stone, and The Stony Thursday Book.

Jude Cowan Montague is an artist and broadcaster. She produces 'The News Agents' for Resonance FM, a weekly show experimenting with international story and the arts. She worked at Reuters Television News for many years as an archivist and this has informed her poetry and some of her art. She's an award winning printmaker and a composer. Her graphic memoir 'Love on the Isle of Dogs' is available from Central Books.

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