Sleep

it saves us..

So when the moon

             draws the tide

             you crawl into yourself,

your eyes close like

             a wet umbrella

             the tension in your face

slacks, the wind cools;

            your breath flows

            steady under the sea;

the stars slip into the dark, the waves.

Reviews

[Coyote Song]

Sleep is like entering into another world, and your words for me paint that nicely and perfectly. Some even believe we leave our bodies and go on adventures. Only in my good dreams, please! Love your poem.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

really like the image of the wet umbrella and that tension....sometimes i wonder lately if this would be true...that the tension slacks when and if i sleep--

sometimes our mind races so hard, the stars never quite slip in to the dark...

we just have waves of thoughts...

tonight is a full moon...on Christmas...i hope it is shining brightly on you tonight, dear Poet...

you give so much to us with your words.

j.

[Tina Kline]

An outstanding word imagery of sleep. Love it! Yes, sleep does ave us. And when we don't get enough....we know it and o do others.

[Emily B]

to sleep perchance to dream . . . loveliness