August 14, 2009 – 3:15 (Vancouver, BC)

At some point in the month, I always start falling back to sleep before writing anything… then waking up and writing at whatever time it happens to be. This happens to everyone. Just keep writing if it does.

This one was more like a 5:15 poem.

Alas     sleep has kidnapped
my night     at least
I’m well fed
you have great waking skills
tumbling     waiting for
alarm     the sound of
shapes calling
shapes breaking morning
to father the day

1 Comment

  1. Michelle Johnson
    Aug 16, 2009

    Well, at least you did get a decent night’s sleep and a refreshing poem later that morning. Hope all is well. Have a great day.

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