Can not sleep. Wrote a poem about it. Decided to keep each line at only 2 to 3 syllabus, to capture the short and fittful tossing amd turning the mind does whe it can not find peace.
This keeps me somewhat on track for National Poetry Month challenge at least. Uploading from my phone in bed. Will edit typos later
NPMC Poem 12
"The Insomniac Hunter"
Sleep, you
Elusive
little fox
You taunt me
In the fields
Of day
Bounding here
And there
I can just
Make out the
Shape of you
Enough to
Learn your
patterns well
And grow
Confident
I will slay
You in
The dusk
But once
Within
The tundra
Of the night
I seek
And track
And hunt
To no
Avail
You lead me
Through valleys
Of worry
Leave me
Teetering
On the
Precipice
Of planning
I climb
After you
Exhausting
Every
Avenue
Yet despite
Being
Occasionally
Bitten
I can
Never
Restrain your
Precious
Purring
Pelt against
My breast
For long
This keeps me somewhat on track for National Poetry Month challenge at least. Uploading from my phone in bed. Will edit typos later
NPMC Poem 12
"The Insomniac Hunter"
Sleep, you
Elusive
little fox
You taunt me
In the fields
Of day
Bounding here
And there
I can just
Make out the
Shape of you
Enough to
Learn your
patterns well
And grow
Confident
I will slay
You in
The dusk
But once
Within
The tundra
Of the night
I seek
And track
And hunt
To no
Avail
You lead me
Through valleys
Of worry
Leave me
Teetering
On the
Precipice
Of planning
I climb
After you
Exhausting
Every
Avenue
Yet despite
Being
Occasionally
Bitten
I can
Never
Restrain your
Precious
Purring
Pelt against
My breast
For long
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