Sleepless

Late night I am awake 3:30 AM knows all my secrets Perhaps insomnia is a refuge my oasis I suffer darkly within my refuge Daybreak hours onward creep shred of sleep all but wavers in the spirit wind Tonight beautiful beckoning bed did not promise opiated dreams only pillow thoughts...

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Robin Davis

Date: 11/15/2013 5:15:00 PM

Ken This is an interesting write that all insomniacs and writers can relate too. And if its worse if its a writer with this infliction because our minds never shut off. Nice job Thanks for the sweet comment on my Two Hearts poem.

Ken Carroll
Date: 11/15/2013 5:20:00 PM

Hi Robin, Thanks for visiting this one! Ken

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 7/28/2013 10:02:00 AM

here's the link to my poem..... http://www.poetrysoup.com/poems_poets/poem_detail.aspx?ID=322269 ..enjoy

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 7/28/2013 10:01:00 AM

Kenneth, i like that! 3:30 knowing all your secrets.. so i imagine that's when your mind comes to life... this is truly a nice little verse.. i love how you run to your OASIS, even if it means depriving yourself from precious sleep. Maybe that's the only time your mind finds comfort with you and the thoughts swim with no dreams. Any signal is better than no signal at all. thank you for this post. Once again.. I wish we could tag poems... I would tag this one with my Sleepless night poems.. PD

Ken Carroll
Date: 7/28/2013 10:10:00 AM

Thank you again Linda...Glad you understand the hidden meaning...I seem to do most of my writing at night...I will check out campfire and look forward to sharing more poems...You write with a romantic passion......Your new friend in poetry, Ken...