Gershon Wolf Poet Light Verse

The Land of Nod - Ode To Insomnia

We who dwell in the Land of Nod
  do not find it the least bit odd

That as the head gets heavy and the eyelids droop
  We awaken to lines of

  eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
  sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
  sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
  ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss-es
    
     ~ They're our 'Poetry Soup'

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M. L. Kiser May 9, 2019 at 4:16 AM Ha! This was great, very original. Gershon Wolf May 9, 2019 at 9:55 AM I'm really trying harddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd. :) gw

P.S. Awtry May 8, 2019 at 1:06 PM :D You are the poet's poet! Gershon Wolf May 8, 2019 at 2:00 PM And you -- the Commentator's Commenter! :) gw

Tom Cunningham May 8, 2019 at 12:01 PM Haha good one Gershon, done that more than once. Tom. Gershon Wolf May 8, 2019 at 1:59 PM I don't mind it that much, really, --- except when it happens at work. (I'm actually unofficially 'retired;' I have a standing offer to return to my part-time teaching post 6 weeks from now. We'll see). Thanks for the support, Tom. ~ gw