Waiting for Sleep
instead of i don't
know i say maybe maybe it will rain
maybe it will
snow maybe it won't and miles to go before I sleep
my nights often seem
so the clock chimes on the table next to the bed
another hour has
passed my thoughts trite mixed up
often have no
meaning or maybe... my aim is just to get some rest
my mind won't turn
off the spirit of thoughts continue words tumble onto the bed covers
scorch the
sheets if only i could sign no longer need to spell
silently they would
fall on the landscape like rain
quench the
thirst of a changing clime sleep would come at last
January 24, 2014
13 comments:
well if it could snow sleep....smiles....nice little frost homage in there too...i like the little twist on this form with the extra word under the line...not sure its intentional but i like it...
I LOVE the idea of signing those night thoughts so they would fall "like rain". I so know those long nights of thoughts, when you long for sleep. I like the words tumbling onto the bed and scorching the sheets - great capture, that is what it feels like!
I always enjoy reading the 'column' forms that your poems take on.
I think I can relate to those nights...I believe the most important words stay so we are safe to sleep and trust they will be there when we wake up
Love the ending annell! There need to be changes, friendly changes that brings sound sleep!
Hank
This is such a clever poem, it can be read so many ways.
Love how you set this poem up, Annell. I believe you have described my sleep pattern as of late. I have come out of a deep depression and ended it with the flu. I hope you are well.
Love,
Pamela ox
You manage to convey the feeling of insomnia so well.. and even some quotes from Mr Frost in there.. the scorch of sheet felt especially apt.
The soot that's settled
Although you speak of insomnia, your form of choice, gives us a physical image of it. It reads like a stream of consciousness, which may be what insomnia is: the mind irked by our busyness during the day, stepping in when we stop moving and saying, "Okay, you wouldn't listen earlier, but now I have your full undivided attention so will tell you what I think." I applaud you again,
Elizabeth
The form of this is so clever and in so many ways it depicts what a night of insomnia can be like.....many positions, tossing and turning in many directions. Very clever.
What a great depiction of the mind at work trying to sleep. Perhaps a glass or two of wine may help.
What a great depiction of the mind at work trying to sleep. Perhaps a glass or two of wine may help.
I've been there. Robin's right. Wine helps.
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