Trina Layne Poet Verse

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1st in In Honour of An Ode Contest (Sponsor: Nette Onclaud)

Judged: October 21st, 2025

An Insomniac

Many bright lights toil at night,
keeping company with ghosts.
Days waste like lightning striking
or as unbroken green lamps.
But in cloisters of darkness,
Promethean mind rains fires --
illuming the slumbered world.

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CayCay Godwin October 17, 2025 at 1:09 PM Beautiful. I didn't understand how one could write an 'ode' to something as miserable as insomnia, still don't, but this is certainly an image piece the one feels. 'mind rains fires' ew la la. Good luck in the contest. Trina Layne October 17, 2025 at 9:54 PM Appreciated Cay. Thomas Edison was an insomniac. I could also relate to the prompt. Some of my best creative experiences occur in the middle of the night when sleep won't win out.