Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Undated and Untitled Poem

In the stillness of the night
my mind wanders.
Words come into play,
emotions run wild,
my body relaxes as it feels
the grunt of earlier activities.

Several ideas pop out,
mind becomes active.
No matter how soothing the sound
of the still night is,
I'm still wide awake.

*some poem that I did months ago. I just found it accidentally inside my drawer.

2 Responses to “Undated and Untitled Poem”

the spool artist said...
October 22, 2008 at 3:30 PM

I can tell you are insomniac with the flow of your poem...

Curbside Puppet said...
October 22, 2008 at 10:18 PM

yep spool.

actually, i'm quite a sleepy head. but if i get to like sleep for hours in the afternoon.

i have a weakness for sleeping in the movies, the couch, in the car, and in the barber.

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