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barely there

like a ribbon washed free of its ink
the silk empty
the words pressed by machine
my voice going

nothing left but a dawn
with a faint moon
Sleep
what is this??
for I am wicked
and cannot rest

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Region, Country: north ontario, CAN

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magics02

14 years 4 months ago

Moon Sleep

Esker hello to you and I so relate to a sleepless nite as I see the vision in this write

nothing left but a dawn
with a faint moon

sleepless nites.. waiting for eyes to faintly close to slumber

Nice

Regards

Mona

Roscoe Lane

Roscoe Lane

14 years 4 months ago

Sleep,

Sleep comes easy to the innocent, those with a clear conscience. I can see the dawn you speak of, i've had plenty mornings like that. Nice poem, Regards Roscoe..