Tossing and turning and thinking and viewing
First roiling and next fidgeting feet
to feel the quality of the light
and the clock pronouncing
resistant to my noticing
a spark of joy
in earlier days
and later nights
out of the tomb
to feel earth
3 thoughts on “A Way of Expressing A Bad Night, Had and a New Day”
You have made poetry from a sleepless night. Not an easy thing to do…
I think Oliver sparked the words that roiled along with the feet. I am glad for her help in voice and video form to help me to allude to some things.
I think I shall look at insomnia in a new way now. As poetry. Thank you. Your words express it so well. And I always enjoy Mary Oliver.