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The question of sleep

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0 posted 09-03-2003 04:18 PM       View Profile for bsquirrel   Email bsquirrel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for bsquirrel

I stay up reading,
lines of ideas meeting other lines,
crashing into dawn.
Tangled mealy-mouthed words
gasp for air in the melee,
an excursion and excavation,
trying to remember last night's pull.

How do you do, my bedside lamp?
You filter softness to open pages.
I cannot resist the promise of
losing the pace.
I cannot sleep.

Sprinklers, sirens, late-night cats.
A language that dims
with the coming day's rays.
If I could take that truck or train
that bellows notes into the thick
and dying vines of night,

I would not be up right now.
I should not need to keep my thoughts
in lines that straighten
as they curve
and break like early dew.

Touch the pane and find it wet.
I watch the mirror bored with me.
A shower is an empty room
at 3 a.m.

And when I twist the steps away,
back to bed, to lay and lay,
the pillow warms, the moonlight slants,
and breaks down silver in the distance.

My clock cannot say that.
Oh, it lies. It lies.
Oh, my clock cannot say that now.
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1 posted 09-03-2003 09:04 PM       View Profile for Aenimal   Email Aenimal   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Aenimal

beautifully penned, been through this too many times
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2 posted 09-04-2003 12:44 AM       View Profile for Kaoru   Email Kaoru   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Kaoru

Sounds like a typical night to me..
Great write.
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3 posted 09-04-2003 12:13 PM       View Profile for bsquirrel   Email bsquirrel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for bsquirrel

Thanks.
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4 posted 09-04-2003 09:44 PM       View Profile for Wind   Email Wind   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Wind

you're brain won't shut up either? and yeah..not saying everything. it is inside my head

insanity is not a crime

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5 posted 09-05-2003 04:04 AM       View Profile for littlewing   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for littlewing

I should not need to keep my thoughts
in lines that straighten
as they curve
and break like early dew.

yes Mikey, but Thank God, you do
xxoo
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6 posted 09-20-2003 12:01 PM       View Profile for mytuesdaywishes   Email mytuesdaywishes   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for mytuesdaywishes

sleep is for the weak! insomniacs are the movers and shakers of this world my friend.
oh,

"I watch the mirror bored with me."

"the pillow warms, the moonlight slants,
and breaks down silver in the distance."

those are my favorite parts. nothing's quite the same in the wee hours...

and even when everything was wrong, and we were mad at the world, it was still beautiful.

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7 posted 09-20-2003 12:07 PM       View Profile for Midnitesun   Email Midnitesun   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Midnitesun

LOL at Tuesday's reply.
OMG, humans are supposed to sleep?
No wonder everyone says I am different.
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8 posted 09-25-2003 12:34 AM       View Profile for Yu Lan   Email Yu Lan   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Yu Lan

Hehe.. must go with the writing gene..
I love this!
I like the bored morror image too.. and your ending is fanastic -

"My clock cannot say that.
Oh, it lies. It lies."

Doesn't it drive you mad, when you just start to settle down to sleep, and you happen to glance over at the clock which says 6:45, or some such ridiculous hour..?!

Bless your cotten sockies, you poetic maniacs. ^_^

Love - Lynne

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9 posted 09-25-2003 01:23 PM       View Profile for bsquirrel   Email bsquirrel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for bsquirrel

Glad you all enjoyed, and it's a shame we all find recognition in these lines. Next up, tranquilizers.
 
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