Patrick's Whispers Poem by John Duffy

In This Great In-Between
At this very hour

As the pagan brothers in the black shadows

Chant


'Gathered as one
To celebrate the rising heat from our
Anthracite

Eyes watching
The horizon

We await the newborn
Moon Child

Tonight'


Leaving them calling forth some strange unnatural power


With the four winds rising and white lightning screaming
Piecing this never-ending night


As I stand in this salt circle while Luna rises
And when our silver Lady parts the grey clouds


Coming into sight
While the chanting and silence fights


I'll always think of you
Whilst standing alone in this sombre moonlight


These are my prayers sent
Hoping one day
When you too arrive


My dearest Elaine


We'll hold onto each other
Like we once used to do


When I was alive
As our souls lovingly
Reunite

Copyright John Duffy