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An experiment in the Cinquiano form - thank you to Bianca for explaining poetry forms. |
Sleepless in Ohio Can’t sleep I am waiting for sleep to come But it is elusive It escapes me Tonight Worries They come like demons in the night Robbing and tormenting. Who asked Them here? Not me. My mind Fruitlessly rehashing the day Reliving each moment. The sleep I seek Is gone. I pray. My Father who art in heaven, Comforting, familiar, Sweet, peaceful words. I sleep. |