Yes, it's amazing how distraught we can feel when in the throes of insomnia...beautifully put!
lovely sounds and evocative scene...fraught, distraught with suchin darkness he touched her arm;said, dispel my insomniabecause otherwise it would ahve to be "distress" not distraught, right?
Lovely!
I like the rhyme in the first line and also liked the poem overall.
And he waved a magic wand, and she slept for a hundred years, perhaps!<3
All those prompts wrapped up in such a small package - excellent.
ad hocfraught and overwrought in darkness distraught she taught,fought, tripped up on her dropped chalk
A gorgeous invitation.
If I touch Mrs N's arm at night, she pretends to be asleep. Is that the same?
Thinking beyond words....Asking some intimacy that will induce her to sleep....
beautiful, it does start with a touch ;)
This is a great twofer. Insomina can be fraught with all sorts of worrisome thoughts.
i for one hope she cured the insomnia. nothing is better than an awakening snack...lol
Oh, this says so much! Sensuous!
Just a little comfort, that is all you need. I like your poem.
Sometimes, that works! Neat take on the prompt.
And after a touch on the arm, the imagery persists. Perhaps relaxed enough to sleep in the aftermath. Very nice.
The sincere plea is so evident in this. It makes me feel guilty for the times I told my husband I'd rather sleep than talk. Thank you for sharing this.
Excellence once again
Like some others, I really liked the sensuality in this haiku. "Dispel my insomnia"--great!
Yes, it's amazing how distraught we can feel when in the throes of insomnia...beautifully put!
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ReplyDeletefraught, distraught with such
in darkness he touched her arm;
said, dispel my insomnia
because otherwise it would ahve to be "distress" not distraught, right?
Lovely!
ReplyDeleteI like the rhyme in the first line and also liked the poem overall.
ReplyDeleteAnd he waved a magic wand, and she slept for a hundred years, perhaps!
ReplyDelete<3
All those prompts wrapped up in such a small package - excellent.
ReplyDeletead hoc
ReplyDeletefraught and overwrought
in darkness distraught she taught,
fought, tripped up on her dropped chalk
A gorgeous invitation.
ReplyDeleteIf I touch Mrs N's arm at night, she pretends to be asleep. Is that the same?
ReplyDeleteThinking beyond words....
ReplyDeleteAsking some intimacy that will induce her to sleep....
beautiful, it does start with a touch ;)
ReplyDeleteThis is a great twofer. Insomina can be fraught with all sorts of worrisome thoughts.
ReplyDeletei for one hope she cured the insomnia. nothing is better than an awakening snack...
ReplyDeletelol
Oh, this says so much! Sensuous!
ReplyDeleteJust a little comfort, that is all you need. I like your poem.
ReplyDeleteSometimes, that works! Neat take on the prompt.
ReplyDeleteAnd after a touch on the arm, the imagery persists. Perhaps relaxed enough to sleep in the aftermath. Very nice.
ReplyDeleteThe sincere plea is so evident in this. It makes me feel guilty for the times I told my husband I'd rather sleep than talk. Thank you for sharing this.
ReplyDeleteExcellence once again
ReplyDeleteLike some others, I really liked the sensuality in this haiku. "Dispel my insomnia"--great!
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