Off and on I have been trying to work on Palindromes, which I find so-ooo difficult. Not sure if this works at all, but I offer it as my poor attempt.
Fading dreams
in deep black.
Dark shadows appear
then sleep
comes when least expected.
Time passing
reading
insomniacs all reading,
passing time expected least
when comes sleep.
Then appear shadows
dark, black,
deep
in dreams.
Fading.
Brain.
Thinking machine
Not working today.
Busy week end, tired.
Sleep.
Sleep.
Refresh me.
Not working today.
Too much to do.
Work.
Work.
Exhibition coming.
Not working today.
Running around in circles.
Stop.
Stop.
Do nothing?
Not working today?
Need off switch for
Brain.
Unable to sleep
I watch the clock, try to read
till dawn breaks. Sleep comes.
mamaluvsmusic says:
Some say they dream in black and white
but mine are colorful every night.
I dream of places I’ve never been
and fanciful things I’ve never seen
When nighttime fantasies beckon me
in my dreams I am set free.
Sometimes I fly, to reach new places
meet new people, see new faces.
When I awake, I am aware
of where I’d been and who was there.
Sometimes my dreams let me see
who I am and who I’d like to be
My heart is racing, tap
tap, tapping on the moon
this night is a bore
the quiet stillness
I abhor
forget the blinds
up in the sky, pull
pull them down
around, around
silly night, you cannot serenade me
seducing me into your spell
I fell, I fell into my mind
to forget to sleep in time, not mine.
Forever – ’til the end
only this silliness
to contend
around, around
forever and more
the quiet stillness
I abhor.
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I know it has been a while since I posted here, but it isn’t because I’d forgotten about it or that I was blowing you guys off. In a nutshell, it has been because I’ve been struggling with a bout of depression, and getting just one article out for my main site was a really hard thing to do, and getting two out was near impossible.
Lots of Christians seem to find the subject of depression uncomfortable, largely due to the fact that they see it as merely an emotion that people have when they aren’t living by faith. Anyone struggling with it will tell you, the emotion part is just a symptom of the disease. The heart of it goes to the physical misfiring in the brain and can no more be controlled than a broken arm or having a heart attack.
I used to just go to bed for a few days, sleeping away the tears and sadness, and while I did stay in bed more than I usually do, I didn’t sleep. Damn insomnia.. :) But, I made myself write once a day, and I think because of that, the episode didn’t last as long as it usually does.
Anyways, sorry I neglected you guys. Hope you will forgive me.
Love,
Bird
I’ve had a very stressful night. First, even Ambien couldn’t knock me out, so I was up all night. Then, at about 4 am, I heard a cat crying outside, and lo and behold! my strictly in-doors cats, bought for me to help with Empty Nest issues, had escaped the house through the dryer vent hole!! Little Jerks.
I was able to catch one of them, Milo, quickly, but the other was nowhere to be found.
Sebastian. Not caring at all about how worried I was. Schmuck.
Yes, I wandered through the dark looking for him in a robe and slippers like a weird woman acting in some bad commercial. Little jerk was mocking me…I can feel it. After 3 hours — 3! – Sebastian decided to wander his little butt home, thus ending my nightmarish worry.
As I was sitting here, relief washing all over me that both of them were safe and sound in the house again, it occurred to me that I’ve just freaked out over two house cats. I don’t freak out over house cats.
Milo. Not the Brave One, thank God.
Tomorrow, my son is heading to Texas to see if this is a move he wants to make. With my youngest in Japan, that leaves only one of my chicks here near me. I think that’s why I was flipping over my cats. They’ve come to represent my children in some weird way….. Which I’m wondering if that might be a bit much, even for me. I mean, if they keep doing stuff like this, will I potentially lose my mind??
I need a nap. Exhaustion is shading this way too heavy for me right now.
– Bird
