I have never written about the nights I lay awake watching time crawl across the shadowed ceiling wondering what I might find with morning’s light
Tag: Insomnia
Jazz In the Wee Hours
3 am I am sleepless restless while the house slumbers around me soft jazz keeps me company while I write into the stillness very faintly
Jazz In the Wee Hours
3 am up again the house is still soft jazz keeps me company while I write words of poetry very faintly I start to hear
We Who Haunt the Night
My sleep is a broken fractured thing I wake frequently to the dark night disoriented out of sync lost in the in-between I am
The Monsters Under My Bed
When I can’t sleep I lay on the floor and hang out with the monsters under my bed I finally introduced myself after I got tired
Jazz In the Wee Hours
3 am Up again The house is still Soft jazz keeps Me company While I write Words of poetry Very faintly I start to
We Who Haunt the Night
My sleep is a broken fractured thing I wake frequently to the dark night disoriented out of sync lost in the in-between I am
The Monsters Under My Bed
When I can’t sleep I lay on the floor and hang out with the monsters under my bed I finally introduced myself after I got tired
Jazz In the Wee Hours
3 am Up again The house is still Soft jazz keeps Me company While I write Words of poetry Very faintly I start to
