Prompt 24: What Poetry Did While We Slept in V2

Bleary-eyed, now listening to documentaries for audio stimulation, after Rosanne became too annoying, I lean back, dully realizing that only a few hours previous I’d been dancing to the Pixies in my living room. I stayed awake with Poetry; Poetry kept me awake while keeping…

Poem 23 — Hidden Places

You rest easily In privacy, You sleep peacefully In private, Embracing the genuine comfort of the mattress overtime hours of a job you despised bought you. It feels like Heaven, Not blue sky without clouds, Without the Pearly Gates, Not the place grandma resides, The…

Tough Grandmama

I refuse to wait for the opportunity, so I borrow a bike from dad.   Its not a mountain bike nor is it a fixi, its only a leisure bike, and all of the bikers would steal a glance at me and the bike, sometimes…

Sleep

Everyone is wide awake Enjoying the travel On winding mountain roads Rushing into mist covered hills And all i want is To push publish And put my nauseous zombie head To sleep No more metaphors left Goodbye

Mr Cooper

Cooper you are sweet Lost and lonely short and cute Cooper, I love you

You Are Almost There

  almost there, almost here where I am almost finished with the words, finished with the heat, finished with the dark solitary journey. not so dark traveled with Carmen Miranda, with a friend who cheered for me on email, with a friend who called to…

Whatcha Doin’

I’ve stayed awake all day, and night   Tis’ the 24th hour and I’ve survived   Some have failed, so many of us succeeded   Through our eyes the coffees bled   And whilst, most full marathoners will be running off to lay their weary…

The Night is For Sleeping

I should be sleeping Yet words hold me hostage I have forsaken my soft dream making bed For the cold plastic metal clacking and clicking of nonsensical statements