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Unbutton the Night
I breathe in the moon.
It floods through the valley
and settles over the trees.
onto the petalled ground.
Shadows collect
like sticky pollen
in the dewy footpath.
Quickly, quickly,
you come to me.
Your hand, a white dove
suspended by moonlight,
reaches out to touch
my chilled skin.
We lie in silvered meadow,
on a porcelain bed,
unbuttoning the night
with our yearning.
Judith Neale was brought up on Vancouver Island and is a trained Mezzo-Soprano and poet.
She says, “My poems are like snapshots appearing on the page. They give a brief but intense look at love, sex, relationships,
nature and desire. I prefer to keep my poems short to better capture the moments and images that are
constantly filtering through my brain. With the belief that in brevity lies power, I like to start with
a larger version of a poem and whittle it down to its essential self.”
Email: Judith Neale
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