InsomniaA Poem by Michelle TarnowskiMy mind is soaring! Like a freight train flying, until the track runs out! Like a jet in a downward spiral, until the ground‘s impact! Like the speed of light, until the wall breaks the beam!
Neurons are firing! Are these brain waves or tidal waves? Too many, too fast, chaos unwavering. Thoughts are tumbling like monkeys out of a barrel Jumbled together, scattering across the floor Running hither and yon I can’t catch them, and I cant stop trying
The words are forming… Conceptual contraband that refused to cross in the light wait until the small hours to breach the calm. If I trap them in ink and lock them on paper they won’t escape before the dawn. I slam the cover of their papyrus cell Delighting in their imprisonment, I sleep. © 2012 Michelle Tarnowski |
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1 Review Added on June 16, 2012 Last Updated on June 16, 2012 AuthorMichelle TarnowskiWAAboutI started writing when I took journalism and wrote for the college newspaper for a year. I loved it so much that the last quarter I took it without credit. My need to write comes and goes. When it is .. more..Writing
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