Insomnia

April 25, 2013

The sleep river is familiar but distant. The sounds of running water that I know so well are foreign. Try as I may, my body is at rest but my mind teems with city lights. Insomnia is a feeling I can't put away and even though my body has quit my mind hurtles forward.

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk GudaMay 12, 2016

<p>Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart.  </p>

jwienerJan 17, 2014

<p>I think it is really interesting how you relate the sense of sleeping to a calm river and in contrast, the awakened state of our minds to a city that constantly lit up. Are you being literal in this poem about what Insomnia is, or are you using Insomnia as a metaphor for wanting to act a certain way but being told by society that you must "hurtle forward" in a certain direction? As I read it I thought it could go both ways. Have you ever written an idyll poem? Find out how and more in the Resources section.</p>

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