Monday, August 24, 2009

Chrissy: Because I cannot sleep.

it is 3:05 am
and I cannot sleep.
it bugs. 
so I wrote a poem. here it is:

peace the wind whispers

close your eyes and sleep

hush, cries the dark

as it wraps around my throat

it tries to qualm my fears

by crushing the dreams

my dreams

sweet dreams behind my closet

beside the lamp

next to soundtrack of my life

silly little darkn


thinks its rather clever

as it tells me lies

and feeds me lies

and kisses me with lies

and still the wind urges me

peace, dear one, sleep

and my eyelid grow weary

with the hope of fantasies 

so I shall sleep

but only with a 


just to spite the dark

for the darkness cannot 


the golden rays of light

(picture by me... and it relates somehow)


Blogger Jon Baker said...

Lovely! I like them best when they have to be read, and reread, and pondered, and felt.

August 24, 2009 at 2:00 PM  

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