Grows the Night
Grows the night against my sleepless sight
Minutes gasp for air amid the dark
Tortured eyes in glassy stare aware
Tossed in silent ticking all around
Grows the night against my sleepless sight
Shut tight in crowded bed of words said
Waking all thoughts buried in the day
Against my sleepless sight grows the night
written June 8-2020
Sleepless - Old or New Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Carolyn Devonshire
REPEAT THE PHRASE Poetry Contest
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sleepless Old and New 2nd place
sponsored by Carolyn Devonshire
Copyright © Jeanne Mcgee | Year Posted 2020
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