Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

Last Night

3:54, 3:55
The glowing clock is mocking.
Its digital display deceives – 
No ticking and no tocking.

Yet seconds march along while thoughts
Unpleasantly come flocking,
My tired mind incapable
Of a triumphant blocking.

Insomnia, from what I’ve heard,
Is really not too shocking,
But how I dread those nights when it
Maliciously comes knocking.

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Maurice Rigoler October 11, 2017 at 2:01 PM Ilene, I sleep like a log and get up only once for relief. The French have an expression for sound sleeers: "Dormir sur les deux oreilles". (Sleeping on both ears) or: "Passer la nuit blanche" (sleep a white night). Hope you find a solution to your insomnia. Best to you. / M

Arthur Vaso October 10, 2017 at 11:09 PM I am there right now, so I sure know how that feels!!!