Insomnia-Illustrated

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I wait,
with melancholy,
sleep resisting my freedom.

The dreams,
refuse to bless me,
with pleasing voices in the night.

Awake,
the furor strikes,
despair my fierce opponent.

Not found,
the peace of whimsy,
in the sully hands of slumber.

I wait,
awake,
the dreams,
never found.

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tazz317tazz317over 12 years ago
DREAMS CAN NOT BE FOUND

if they were never lost. TK U MLJ LV NV

DeepGreenEyesDeepGreenEyesalmost 13 years ago
Wonderfully...

...dismaying. The methodical structure make me think of tossing and turning. Well done.

fridayamfridayamover 13 years ago
Fabulous Espie

I agree "sully hands of slumber" is a wonderful line. Shiver. x

twelveoonetwelveooneover 13 years ago
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Jesus Christ!, Don't ever do that again! Just kidding. Gahh!

anyway

in the sully hands of slumber.

I like that line, high point

no real low points

100

UnderYourSpellUnderYourSpellover 13 years ago
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Marrying that picture to the poem is sheer genius just hope it doesn't give me nightmares tonight!

vrosej10vrosej10over 13 years ago
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Holy crap. That pic made me lean back in my seat. Great poem. You can really write.

AngelineAngelineover 13 years ago
Great illustration and the poem speaks to me

and "in the sully hands of slumber" is just wonderful. Great to see one of your illustrated poems again!

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