Just where am I at?
My mind is in a fervour
Sleep’s abandoned me
The hoot of the owl
Reluctant crocus in spring
The unending night
So I look for signs
Ten suicidal lemmings
Sanity's crossroads
Thorns in my poor heart
Late roses shy in autumn
Threading the needle
Brain mushy as mud
Birds are all of a twitter
Oh no! not sunshine
I get out of bed
Or did it just eject me
To start a new day
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come winter and every morning i like to say "Oh no! not sunshine"...sigh
ReplyDeleteThis made me feel the tossing and turning of a head that refuses to sleep...translates wonderfully in word and feeling (have you tried whiskey?)
ReplyDeleteI must say, this happens to me quite too often. Of course I am a night shift worker, but still, there are times when I actually have to do things early. And then I hear those blasted birds chirping, and....argh! Frustration.
ReplyDeletehttp://poetryofthenetherworld.blogspot.com/2014/11/kill-yourself.html
The nightmareish scenario of insomnia. Bravo.
ReplyDeleteI feel as though my bed ejects me every day--and I so wish it wouldn't!
ReplyDeleteSuicide Note
Sweet - wonderful image of an ejecting bed :)
ReplyDeleteFacing a new day can be most unforgiving sometimes. Nicely crafted old egg!
ReplyDeleteHank
'Thorns in my poor heart
ReplyDeleteLate roses shy in autumn
Threading the needle' ~ read again and again
Also like the image of 'Ten suicidal lemmings ' oh, bad for eyes..
and 'ejecting bed' ~ cool stuff, oldegg...but please, have a good night :)x
I hope your lovely poem isn't a sign of endless sleepless nights. 😒
ReplyDeleteknow that blasted feeling, a sleepless night. Very good poem
ReplyDeleteI've suddenly come over all sleepy!
ReplyDeleteThis makes me smile. :)
ReplyDeleteI'm particularly drawn to this:
"Reluctant crocus in spring
The unending night
So I look for signs
Ten suicidal lemmings
Sanity's crossroads"
Wonderfully vivid portrait of racing thoughts that refuse stillness and rest.
ReplyDeleteElizabeth