Open Poetry #5 |
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To Sleep |
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whiskey![]()
since 1999-12-28
Posts 1278Australia ![]() |
" To sleep " Clock it ticks a deathly sound Night with darkenss all around I sit inside my vacant mind Passing thoughts of other time Sleep it avades me now Never do I feel allowed To close my eyes in silence fair Instead my eyes in frozen stare Tiredness creeps upon my lone My life inside my holy stone To close my mind is what I wish To get to sleep with not a glitch Awake in a fresh new morn Without the feeling of withdrawn No help no pill no things to cure The lack of sleep the nights allure So if in dark you are awake Think of me and light it take Dream of wonderful things to share Awake in morn without a care |
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Nan
Administrator
Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
It's interesting, though - the thoughts that go through your mind as you lie there and stare at the ceiling, isn't it... nice poem, Whiskey... ![]() |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
Whiskey, it's neat how you've expressed the darkened frustration of insomnia so accurately here! Claire |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
You've described it well! Now try to get some sleep! hehehe Denise |
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Nate Dogg Senior Member
since 1999-11-15
Posts 1658Georgia, Fulton |
A very thought-provoking poem, Whiskey! Nathan |
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Gemini Senior Member
since 1999-12-15
Posts 1203Wisconsin, USA |
I can identify with this one, very well written. |
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