Karen Jones Poet Acrostic

Good Night

Green arms of sleep welcome me
Onyx night seems to be beckoning 
One more poem seems to creep 
Don’t know when my pen will cease

Now I lay me down to sleep 
It’s very hard as I want to read
Great new lines of your poetry
How time flies it’s definitely 
Time to find a sandman dream

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Paige Hind November 26, 2025 at 8:13 PM This is very sweet, Karen. :)

Sam Kauffman November 25, 2025 at 4:07 PM Love this sweet and charming poem, Karen, that expresses the thoughts that seem to jump through a poet's head while trying to sleep! Each line is like a thought. I have had to stop writing at night as my pen and mind want to keep going! Enjoyed this poem. Blessings of sweet dreams. Karen Jones November 25, 2025 at 4:36 PM Sweet dreams dear Sam!

CayCay Godwin November 24, 2025 at 4:41 PM Good night, smiley. A more lilting, good night prose I'm not sure has ever been known. Karen Jones November 24, 2025 at 5:26 PM hugs CayCay

Kim Rodrigues November 24, 2025 at 10:07 AM We have to sleep sometime! Hugs Karen Jones November 24, 2025 at 10:54 AM Agreed

Joe Maverick November 24, 2025 at 4:46 AM Good piece, keep up that 'head of thought streams" Karen Jones November 24, 2025 at 5:07 AM Thanks Joe! Hugs

Sotto Poet November 24, 2025 at 2:36 AM Well-crafted poem, dear Karen, it has a pleasant flow and captures the theme of bedtime and the struggle between sleep and the desire to read more poetry. Karen Jones November 24, 2025 at 5:06 AM Appreciate you Soto!