White Wolf Poet Rhyme

Ode To Jan Allison:

I lie in bed,
Just can't sleep,
I think instead,
That I may weep.

As I watch the time,
Thriving in pain,
Still, I rhyme,
In my brain.

There is no cure,
For what I've got,
The nights' are fewer,
And sleep is not.

I've tried fresh ginger,
Amongst other things,
But I'm no whinger,
It's just clipped my wings.

So before the dawn,
I'm up writing again,
Though feeling forlorn,
With paper and pen.
          /|\
(for Jan who suffers from osteoarthritis)

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Freddie Robinson Jr. October 20, 2016 at 5:22 PM Beautiful poem, Rick. Very thoughtful and compassionate of you to be inspired by someone else's pain and suffering. A true muse indeed. Love your work, bro! Keep loving and living, sharing and giving, my dear friend. Much joy, peace and love to you. White Wolf October 20, 2016 at 8:42 PM Thanks RW, I'm going to have a few days off, so I'll try and pop in when I can, thanks for your kind words my friend as usual /|\

Andrea Dietrich October 19, 2016 at 3:39 PM Ahhh, I see you have been talking with Jan about her health! this was a delight to read. It's wonderful to be inspired by our poet friends or by their poetry. You are such a great addition to this site, Budgie. HOpe you hang around forever!! White Wolf October 19, 2016 at 5:09 PM Yes, I read one of her poems she wrote at 4:35am I think it was, about how she was watching the clock and could not sleep, so I knocked this out in the morning thinking of her sleepless nights. And thank you Andrea /|\

Alexis Y. October 18, 2016 at 9:47 PM Hi Rick, This is a good tribute piece to Jan. I know what it's like not being able to sleep.The cure is"sleep" itself. Well done:-)Alexis White Wolf October 18, 2016 at 10:30 PM Haha, yes I suppose that would be the only cure, thanks for the drop by Alexis /|\

Tim Smith October 18, 2016 at 8:16 PM A lovely tribute to Jan and all the insomniacs out there. White Wolf October 18, 2016 at 8:22 PM Yeah, it must be terrible. Thanks Tim /|\

Jan Allison October 18, 2016 at 7:08 PM aww thanks Rick:-) that is so sweet of you:-) last night I had the best night's sleep in ages made a concoction of honey, turmeric fresh and powdered ginger and boiling water and I slept like a baby didn't even hear hubby go to work:-) hugs jan xx Jan Allison October 19, 2016 at 5:02 AM I've not slept well since my hubby had cancer surgery in 2013.. but the last month or so have been terrible... had my 'concoction' of spices and honey again last night and slept well again!!:-) hugs Jan xx White Wolf October 18, 2016 at 7:16 PM That's so good to hear Jan! I sleep like a baby, so can't imagine what it's like going without. But your poem really got me thinking about it, love Budgie /|\