Lawrence Sharp Poet Free verse

Hypnotransit

One good ear to the quiet pillow,
one bad ear to the unheard fright,
between, one step from the waking
or sleeping door to the end.
One for the price of two,
clutched with the value of half.
Two eyes toward the edge of light
or sealed at the core of the night,
betwixt and between, followed,
chased to quietly wonder.
The value of half still halved,
for one the price is two.
Half a night’s slumber, tenuous,
sleep is not found, waking deceives,
dimly lit reality too unreal to keep,
pitch black fear is master. 

16th January 2019

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Kai Michael Neumann January 24, 2019 at 12:16 AM I am a bit deaf on one ear. Not quite sure which one that is ...

Charles Messina January 21, 2019 at 6:01 PM Perhaps the fear of not waking up keeps one up….Great write, Lawrence. Lawrence Sharp January 22, 2019 at 8:22 AM Thanks, Charles, very glad you enjoyed. From person to person, I think that the fears are many and varied; your angle is an interesting one.

Carolyn Devonshire January 21, 2019 at 3:46 PM A Soup friend asks why she has trouble sleeping and I think you've given the answer. That restless fear of something dreadful about to happen can toy with the mind for hours. Excellent writing, Lawrence! Best wishes, Carolyn Lawrence Sharp January 22, 2019 at 8:18 AM Thanks very much for visit and comment, Carolyn, glad you enjoyed. Your insight is close to the crux of it.

Silent One January 19, 2019 at 3:43 PM Very deep... emotive piece of poetry. Lawrence Sharp January 20, 2019 at 3:42 AM Thanks very much, SO, always appreciated.

Mystic Rose Rose January 17, 2019 at 4:45 PM Your poetry is riveting and deep. No stone unturned no light ignored no night released without tenuous inspection and observance. I always love to read your words, thanks for sharing, until the next one be well xo Lawrence Sharp January 17, 2019 at 11:03 PM Thanks so much, Pix, very encouraging and well received words.

Freddie Robinson Jr. January 17, 2019 at 1:26 PM This enigmatic poem epitomes depth of thought/simplicity of expression, Down By Law! Journey to the center of the psyche is indeed a hypnotransit, my uber talented friend. Very keen poetry. Love and best wishes for the New Year. Lawrence Sharp January 17, 2019 at 11:02 PM Thanks, Mr Freddie, your words of commendation are always valued. A very happy and fulfilling year ahead for you too, my friend.

Brandy Nicole January 16, 2019 at 10:05 PM When fear takes over- all moments become frightening. Even, in the light!! True, we should be aware of our surroundings, yet to live afraid, is not truly living. ~ Brandy Lawrence Sharp January 16, 2019 at 10:54 PM You speak truth and sense, Brandy. Thanks for visit and comment, your meaningful words are always very well received.

Nette Onclaud January 16, 2019 at 2:30 PM fascinated by your images of a stark night.... besutiful, lawrence...huggs Lawrence Sharp January 16, 2019 at 10:52 PM Thanks, Nette, very glad you like this; as always, very good to have you here.

Vijay Pandit January 16, 2019 at 7:37 AM Into the dark in sleepless night..pondering what the fear is about..in between real and unreal..I am still thinking about it. Lawrence Sharp January 16, 2019 at 10:50 PM Thanks for comment and visit, Vijay, I always enjoy most the knowledge that a write is met with contemplation.

Robert Lindley January 16, 2019 at 5:00 AM Now this is a true foray into the darkness my friend. Darkness and fear are twin brothers. Sending you a soupmail. A fav.. Lawrence Sharp January 16, 2019 at 10:49 PM That's true, Robert, the twin brothers are a menacing pair. Very pleased you like this, thanks so much for visit, comment and fave, my friend. Will check soupmail forthwith.