ALICE IN THE MAID'S BED.A Poem by Terry CollettA YOUNG GIRL IN 1890 CREEPS INTO A MAID'S BED TO SLEEP.In the night Alice walks from her room along dark passageways passing by Father's door nanny's room down the stairs creeping soft shadows loom tick of clock sight of moon through window and its glass deeper down servant's end darker still talks in sleep or snoring from rooms passed till at last she reaches Mary's room with small hand and fingers she opens up the door and goes in shuts the door behind her with soft click there she sees Mary's bed metal frame double size grey pillows greying sheets thick blankets on the bed and within snuggled deep Mary sleeps Alice peeps in half dark (moon's bright light splits the night) and listens to the sounds of breathing mutterings and soft snores Alice waits senses cold bite her toes and fingers quietly she climbs up on the bed and enters to the warm rough covers in between snuggles up to the maid's narrow back and hot smells of nightgown and warm flesh Alice slips her small hand all around Mary's waist her other hand resting on her chin listening to the maid's rise and fall in her sleep safe at last Alice thinks safe and hot drifts to sleep soundlessly as far off a dog barks a clock chimes and Mary in her sleep dreams of home far away unaware that Alice is behind sleeping there. © 2014 Terry Collett |
StatsAuthorTerry CollettUnited KingdomAboutTerry Collett has been writing since 1971 and published on and off since 1972. He has written poems, plays, and short stories. He is married with eight children and eight grandchildren. on January 27t.. more..Writing
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