Jerry Brotherton Poet Haibun

Sleeping Alone

even in a crowd
one can still find solitude—
silence not required

My children got me a subscription one of those services that sends me a weekly prompt, usually something about my childhood, to help get those creative juices flowing. One of those prompts read, “when you were a child, did you have to share a bedroom and possibly a bed with your siblings?” 
Wait a doggone second guys. Do you mean to tell me that sleeping alone when you were a child is a real thing? Man, when I was growing up back in Wakenda, I recall the biggest house we ever lived in had four bedrooms. I know that a four-bedroom house might sound like a mansion but when you throw in the fact that there were more kids than you could count without using your toes, plus mom and dad, that sure didn’t leave much space. Heck, even after I joined the Army, depending on where I was stationed, I had to share a bedroom with 4 to 12 other people. Then I got married and spent each night of my life sharing a bed. After all those years, I’m not sure I could sleep a whole night without the sound of snoring and an occasional fart drifting out from under the covers.

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