Ticking away, the moments that make up a dull day...and bleed into the night in the process...I felt this one in my bones Frieda...you know there is much in this piece that I relate to...it sounds like so many of my own nights, when my body is longing for sleep but my mind will have none of it...the need for words to feel self-worthy, the at-times-unbearable memories of those I miss, the hope that I will not still be laying awake when the next hour hits...it's all so real here...the is one of the most resonant pieces of yours that I've ever read...xo
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I almost missed this amazing review, sorry Benji. Thanks so much, I knew this one would resonate w.. read moreI almost missed this amazing review, sorry Benji. Thanks so much, I knew this one would resonate with you....xo
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My pleasure Mrs.R, and thank you for writing it...xo
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This was one of those that literally wrote itself, I just held the pen ;-) xo
Those are always the sweetest ones though aren't they? ;) xo
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True, they should all happen that way...ha, that'd be too easy, and we wouldn't be tortured souls ;-.. read moreTrue, they should all happen that way...ha, that'd be too easy, and we wouldn't be tortured souls ;-) ha x
How effective that ticking sound effect is! The words are always in control. There will be no sleep as long as they want to play. They are surely in cahoots with Morpheus! Great poem. Lydi**
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I almost missed this glowing review, thanks muchly Lydie. Cahoots what a great word!
sitting crossed legged on the floor. 25 or 6 to 4.
this is an excellent poem. i used to suffer from this condition and I wrote my best things in that morning moment - now - its filled with scurrying and road rage and flame in my in box at work. Sigh.
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Oh wow, now that song will be stuck in my head forever, ha....I must admit it's a good time to write.. read moreOh wow, now that song will be stuck in my head forever, ha....I must admit it's a good time to write, but blows the beauty sleep, thanks T!
Ticking away, the moments that make up a dull day...and bleed into the night in the process...I felt this one in my bones Frieda...you know there is much in this piece that I relate to...it sounds like so many of my own nights, when my body is longing for sleep but my mind will have none of it...the need for words to feel self-worthy, the at-times-unbearable memories of those I miss, the hope that I will not still be laying awake when the next hour hits...it's all so real here...the is one of the most resonant pieces of yours that I've ever read...xo
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I almost missed this amazing review, sorry Benji. Thanks so much, I knew this one would resonate w.. read moreI almost missed this amazing review, sorry Benji. Thanks so much, I knew this one would resonate with you....xo
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My pleasure Mrs.R, and thank you for writing it...xo
10 Years Ago
This was one of those that literally wrote itself, I just held the pen ;-) xo
Those are always the sweetest ones though aren't they? ;) xo
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True, they should all happen that way...ha, that'd be too easy, and we wouldn't be tortured souls ;-.. read moreTrue, they should all happen that way...ha, that'd be too easy, and we wouldn't be tortured souls ;-) ha x
Oh, I know this feeling lately. Well, not so much the sadness but the lack of sleep. I don't hear tick, tick, tick, but snoring! Two years of quiet bliss... And now I'm sleepless, always have someone around, and a little cranky! Lol I hate to think I may have to resort to earplugs and Ambien to get any sleep!
Loved the writing - I'm rambling without giving a decent review. Lack of sleep! You're words hit home as always. Something clicks and is relatable in all you write :)
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Ha, I think snoring is worse, you can't throw it up against the wall, right? ;-)
Thanks Sirrah.. read moreHa, I think snoring is worse, you can't throw it up against the wall, right? ;-)
Thanks Sirrah....
why are the birds singing at 3 am? You got stupid birds out there in Jersey or what?
Seriously, this is a solid write (except for the singing birds) outlining that confusion of should I sleep? should I write? should I TRY to sleep? Should I make coffee? uggh.
Ha tell the freakin' birds that, they start around 3:30,..early risers in joisey I guess...in keepin.. read moreHa tell the freakin' birds that, they start around 3:30,..early risers in joisey I guess...in keeping with the annoying aspect I guess ;-)
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That would annoy me. They don't wait for sunrise? ROFL When I lived in Alaska it was like that, but.. read moreThat would annoy me. They don't wait for sunrise? ROFL When I lived in Alaska it was like that, but in the summer, it never got dark so they were mostly confused I think.
I heard it once said that the highest hours of creativity were been the hours of 3am and 5am. Of course, I heard this at 11pm with a martini in my hand; and so what do I know. Enjoyable read as always. Lovely meld of the wry, whimsical and winsome.
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I believe that might be true Pryde, even without a cocktail....Thanks muchly.
Things that go bump in the night are not always sinister Frieda. This write is born in darkness yet sheds so much light. I'm thinking your day time pen is filled as well so I'll be enjoying further reads. Tom
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Not always, you're right, but quite often...thanks so much for your visit & review Panther....
The thoughts that come a three am are never of sunshine and lollipops, are they? Before coffee and ink flow in the light of day, tears flow in the darkness of night... Well done, Frieda!
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No, not usually Rita, they come up darkly like the hour, thanks muchly!
If you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..