Monday, April 15, 2013

N is for Night




I used to look forward
To falling 
Between the sheets,
Almost instantly
Swept away to
Someplace dark and deep.
But now I have
Forgotten.
Outside the streetlights
stare unblinking
into the black sky
While I lie suspended 
Eyes open
Waiting 
For that old friend
To sweep me
Back into his arms.

8 comments:

  1. love this--hope you find them <3

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  2. This is beautiful, Kate. I hope you're able to get the sleep you need. I had this kind of night last night. It's horrible.

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    1. We could have been up planning world domination together (although we'd be too tired the next day to pull it off).

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  3. Beautiful. :) LOVE. But I hate sleepness nights!

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  4. I like this a lot. I also have a hard time sleeping sometimes.

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  5. Very nice poem. "Mr. Sandman sing me a tune." Sweet dreams tonight. Nice post.

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  6. Lovely! I like night, but that is possibly because I'm having a love affair with my bed. I love sleeping. :)

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