Night Time


Night Time


Gathering colour

encircling life

leaving lonely flickers

where stillness hangs.

Sheltering, embracing

all who rest in murmurs,

swirls of hush.


Black sighs its name

to inner visions

rising in whispering minds

still believing,

until a jolt shakes, stirs,

lifts the final chapter

allowing morning in.


 Julie Stevens


Julie Stevens writes poems reflecting the impact MS has on her life, as well as other topics close to her heart. Her poems have recently been published in Ariel Chart, Dodging the Rain, The Honest Ulsterman and Dreich. Her debut chapbook Quicksand was published by Dreich in September 2020. Website:, Twitter @julesjumping.


  1. they say night disguises pain but i found that bit of wisdom to be foolish. Night frames pain.

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