– image by Julien Tabet
Like a wraith, in the night
Insomnia descends
Smell the stench of my blight
Foul visit never ends
Insomnia descends
Counted sheep attack me
Foul visit never ends
Dread is at an acme.
Counted sheep attack me
As wooly-bodied snakes
Dread is at an acme.
My frightened sleep escapes
As wooly-bodied snakes
They wrap around my brain
My frightened sleep escapes
Will I e’er rest again?
They wrap around my brain
Smell the stench of my blight
Will I e’er rest again?
Escape wraith in the night?
NEKNEERAJ is the host of Mindlovemisery Menagerie’s Photo Challenge. Nekneeraj says:
Use above image as inspiration for a poem or short story.
Today’s offering is a pantoum form poem.
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Brilliant poem.
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Shouldn’t that be Bread is at the Acme instead of Dread is at an acme?
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No, because Bread would put you to sleep and the poem is about insomnia. Maybe add a stanza at the end where the person put a Bread CD on and was able to sleep…
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Carbs always make me sleepy.
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Oh, I thought you were talking about the musical group with David Gates! lol Either works, I suppose.
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My frightened sleep escapes…that’s a great line. (K)
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Thank you very much. And I don’t suffer from insomnia :)
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brilliant poem! I can definitely relate to this one! Insomnia is awful for me on most nights!
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Thanks. Sorry you have insomnia, Carol :(
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