Can’t sleep!
Mind an incessant pool
of thoughts
and feelings,
recollections and
whimsical little
things that
flood through my mind.
Then I am half asleep,
half awake,
but still in
the sliding slipstream
of dreams
that come in a
rush and then
fade
like clouds
in the gentle
breeze of
a summer day.
Can’t sleep!!
Alone with noisy thoughts
as companions
on a journey
that takes me here
and then there,
to mountains
of desire and folly
and realms where
my annoying friend,
Imagination,
has come to play
and live out
his petty
little lies.
Can’t sleep!!!
How I wish for the
verity of
the light of day
to bring the world
back again,
for I grow tired of
the volley
of thoughts and images,
and long for
the still life to come.
Can’t sleep!
How I
wish for the
sacred balm
of sleep
to sweep me
into its arms
and take me
away
to that
treasured land
again.
15/8/2015