Laurie Ginn Poet Free verse

Confessions of An Insomniac

In the wee small hours of the morning
When sleep will not oblige itself to come
One thought leads to another and yet another
And my brain will not surrender deliberation
Until morning

Emotions so fickle when the shadows of night 
Permeate my bedroom
Thoughts during the day that gave comfort 
Left for morose surrogates
Am I awake for a reason

Do I busy myself so during the day
That your only alternative is to bide your time
Until the house is quiet and I cannot escape
You have my full attention
Let the games begin

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March 8, 2009 at 8:48 AM I can relate to this one. No fun when one lays awake hoping for sleep to come. Keep on writing. Thank you for taking time to comment on my poem. Karen

Carolyn Devonshire February 21, 2009 at 10:33 AM Dear Laurie, this struck a painful chord with me. I have had a sleep disorder all of my life, and you capture well the thoughts that race through our head ("Emotions so fickle") when we are trying to put aside painful memories and fall asleep. The recent loss of my father has left me sleeping only a few hours each night, if that. Very provocative poetry! Love, Carolyn

Steve Voorhees February 14, 2009 at 10:39 PM thoughts that during the day gave comfort left for morose surrogates.......you sound like you've been hanging out with me!! Im back! Miss me? Much love, Steve

Vikki Coram February 11, 2009 at 4:05 AM fantastic, insomnia awakens the soul x thanks for sweet comment

Colin Mitchell Williams February 9, 2009 at 8:36 AM Hi Laurie.. put fresh hops round your beds head board... almost guaranteed to send you to sleep... I tried it, it works....LOL.. terrific writing as usual Laurie. Thanks for the comment on Solar Plexus... I haven't entered it into Christie's compo though

Brian Strand February 9, 2009 at 7:27 AM Perhaps Sean has the 'write' idea.Laurie.Good poem.Rgds Brian and thanks for your welcome comments

Frank F. Atanacio February 9, 2009 at 6:16 AM what a write.. Again I see why you are one of my favs... you keep me up nights..LOL

Robin L. Gass February 8, 2009 at 2:03 PM Awesome write, Laurie! I, like everyone else here can relate to this so well. Sleep evades me but I like the quiet of the night, when thoughts aren't poking at me too hard., I enjoyed this. Well said, my friend. Love, Robin

Belinda Parish February 8, 2009 at 6:34 AM I can certainly relate to this...I, myself, am an insomniac...very good write.

Michael Jordan February 8, 2009 at 5:53 AM Last little bit i have been having trouble sleeping - sucks - I was a meth addict most my life so sleep is something I now treasure - It's a good thing - weel done - God Bless, MJ

Sharon Winter February 8, 2009 at 4:50 AM Awesome write hitting the nail on the head for those of us who suffer. Yes, it truly is like we are captured by the night and it's silence for our brain to be so non-stop and loud! Sorry, I too can relate. Get some rest. But then, if you do, and you are like me, you won't be able to sleep tonight again! Good luck dear friend. Love, Shar

Christopher Higgins February 8, 2009 at 4:10 AM I must say you are a riot..that was a funny comment.

Christopher Higgins February 8, 2009 at 3:39 AM This is wonderful Laurie..Line after line is just terrific..Brain will not surrender deliberation..super!..and then stanza two and three drips beauty..I truly love this piece..I am not much of a sleeper..sleep and death are cousins..lol..definetly relate to this piece. Great job!

Kristin Reynolds February 8, 2009 at 3:02 AM This is me as of late, not sure what the problem is - whay can't I sleep?!? sigh, ah well, gives me more time to be here. lol the games....have begun. love, Kristin

Sean Kelly February 8, 2009 at 1:42 AM zzzzzzzzz...