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Pings on my window Old clock hung with red and green Strikes twelve sleepless times

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Skat A

Date: 12/21/2015 4:24:00 PM

ha, sound like it's going to keep me up all night... enjoyed. SKAT

Jerry Bolton

Date: 10/4/2014 9:05:00 AM

Hah! I have been there my friend, but these days I have my just before bedtime cheap California burgundy and my nightly medication cocktails and I sleep soundly through the night. Oh, but I remember the years I was awake at the same bewitching hour you write about here.

Cynthia Ferguson

Date: 10/2/2014 7:32:00 AM

oh that is so good. I can never sleep, that was like reading an echo

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 9/16/2010 7:42:00 PM

a very interesting image here. Is it a New Years Eve poem? I enjoyed your fun G string remark. How are your eyes? Maybe that is where it all started. From the time your g string snapped you in the eye. hahaha

Keith Bickerstaffe

Date: 11/14/2008 5:36:00 PM

Excellent HAIKU! Red and green suggests Christmas... twelve sleepless times the anticipation of a child. Love, Keith

Deneen White

Date: 11/8/2008 5:25:00 PM

been there done that, laying there hoping that sleep would claim me, great imagery, hope you are well, nice write take care D-nyce

Michael Torres

Date: 11/6/2008 2:01:00 PM

I know that feeling benn there done that. It's so hard to do sometimes sleep that is. Nice write really enjoyed. Michael Torres

Lisa Cooper

Date: 11/5/2008 5:33:00 PM

great imagery bravo!

Date: 11/5/2008 9:17:00 AM

Oh, I can relate to those sleepless nights. Creative way to describe them. Enjoyed this one. Thank you for sharing it. Karen

John Loving Iii

Date: 11/4/2008 2:04:00 PM

insomnia. very dificult problem. count the pings. john

Brian Strand

Date: 11/4/2008 5:55:00 AM

Nice one Daver.Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome comments

Joseph Spence Sr

Date: 11/2/2008 4:55:00 PM

This poem appeals to the sense of sound. It reminds me of a hail storm with some striking the window pane. I can see the imagery clearly. Great job! ~Joseph

Kristin Reynolds

Date: 11/2/2008 4:53:00 PM

Oooooo! Santa, Santa, Santa!!! YAY!!! I am getting excited just thinking about this haiku and all it means - excellent, and well thought out haiku, Daver - love this one!!! YAY! Kristin

Barbara Gorelick

Date: 11/2/2008 10:51:00 AM

Terrific, Love the last line. Hope you get in the contest. BG

Sharon Winter

Date: 11/2/2008 6:34:00 AM

This reminds me of two things: waiting for Santa as a child and having to be Santa as a parent and rushing down half asleep to sneak the presents under the tree! You may have meant neither, but this haiku is a rush of memory for me! Enjoyed! Love, Shar

Christopher Higgins

Date: 11/2/2008 5:53:00 AM

I know the torture of being up and not being able to sleep because of the annoyance of something. This is a wonderful written haiku, very visual.