in Alone Poems
To be kissed by moonlight
And caressed by stars,
Draped in darkened blue,
Dancing from Jupiter to Mars.
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It is in the dark of night
When insomnia sings me awake
To the tune of lullabies
And the rhythm of mindful blight.
I love the intimacy between the poet and these "hindrances." The relationship between nature, insomnia and anxiety around the poet at first is inviting, and calming. It isn't until daylight,...
I'm so glad you were able to relate to my poem! I totally agree that messages like these should be shared. As one of my favorite poets said: "Whatever you're feeling right now, there is a mathematical certainty that someone else is feeling that exact thing. This is not to say you aren't special, this is to say thank God you aren't special." - Neil Corn