the katydids are done
trading accusations
this early morning

it is time for crickets and owls
to sing the small hours

before  first light
teases the atmosphere
from starred black
to stained-glass blue

premonition to another sunrise
I am going to miss
unless I am still awake to meet it

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18 thoughts on “insomnia

    • Sleep? What’s that? Oh–that tricky little thing that wiggles away from me lately? Well, if it brings me lines like these occasionally, once a week (seems to be the pattern) is okay by me :)

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