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Skipping Stones If ever peaceful sleep
descends upon my brow,
oh the dreams I shall reap,
come quickly to me now.
And when slumber finally lay
gently upon my soul,
Insomnia's unwelcome stay
extracts tomorrow's toll.
This is a great piece. I have
This is a great piece. I have so many problems sleeping its insane!!!! I love how well formed this poem is!! Definately looking forward to reading more.
Thanks!
Thanks!
Love this....It's like
Love this....It's like something I could chant every night to fall asleep....I may just try that!
LMAO! That might just work!
LMAO! That might just work! Glad you liked it ;-)
Habitual.
I never have time to sleep.
I feel whenever I lay down that it is already tomorrow.
So your poem I actually found humorous.
Thank you for that.
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"We are, Each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." -Luciano De Crescenzo
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that was beautiful!
you are a brilliant writer!
Much Love
Ashley
I'm afraid that I induce the
I'm afraid that I induce the coma of sleep by stuffing myself with unneeded food..
or put on an audio book.
"Insomnia's unwelcome stay
extracts tomorrow's toll.".... especially hard for those who have to rise early
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I know how you feel, I rarely
I know how you feel, I rarely sleep, but mine is due to stress and consteint worrying.
But sleep is highly over rated, you can sleep when you dead. ( lol easyer said then done though)
When i cant sleep i read, text, imagine myself talking about my least favorite thing to people that could care less. So i have to explain it, and it bores me, and hope i pass out. Or i make a cup of hot tea, and sip it and lay there till either i sleep or my alarm goes off finally.
-Elfy*
Wow
somehow I think you have the chip to my brain.. that is a perfect excerpt from my psyche.. so cunning in the words so few! Bravo!
The Cosmic Yawn
Yep, what they said plus: eyes closing but sleep eludes as if playing hide and hide. The world is aobut to be closed for business, for the day, until the cock crows. I want to shoot that cock. I want to shoot it with my inability to dream tonight. I want to kill the world for a z. Any haphazzard z. Two would be better. REM stands for remembering every midnight. - Be well my wonderful poet, The Beav - yours in writing, Lady A
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deeply indebited to you, Lady A! Much love always ;-)