Poetic Form: Cascade.
*a/b/c, d/e/A, f/g/B, h/i/C
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| Piotr Siedlecki from Public Domain Pictures |
Visual Noise
Like it's aural partner,
the mental white noise
filling in the spaces between.
When it's hard to sleep,
or maybe all you can do
like it's aural partner
a painted lullaby for the masses--
your mind will create a picture of
the mental white noise.
Will it sail you of to sleep
or detain you on sleepless shores,
filling the spaces in between
of dragons and pirates,
sometimes, you know very well
When it's hard to sleep
and you lay upon your bed,
questing for white mental bliss
or maybe all you can do
to channel all those thoughts
into a wall that will block it out
like it's aural partner.
Your poem reminded me of my own struggles with insomnia.
ReplyDelete"a painted lullaby for the masses--/your mind will create a picture of/the mental white noise./Will it sail you of to sleep/or detain you on sleepless shores,/filling the spaces in between"
This expressed it beautifully!
it was very enjoyable reading your poem
ReplyDeleteVery impressive how you extended the poem in its form. Thank you. xoA
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