A poets nightmare,
is being a poet
Encounters of sleepless nights
Mind is set for 3am alarms
Don't you dare dream
Images of new pieces
will wake you from your sleep
A good nights rest
probably from over consumption
of wines and writes
Frustration when consciousness
blocks during daytime
A headache,
is minds creative hangover
Production is less motivating through ink
Your creative juices running
are dry wells until you sleep
Red eyes are awards if you write at night
A nap,
a minutes of rest that feels like hours
we call them,
"Power naps"
Maybe,
Maybe I'll take on night job
Vamping is the new day time
Sun up, pens down
until later
when the moon appears
and the beast in me emerges
to write again......
~TNW
is being a poet
Encounters of sleepless nights
Mind is set for 3am alarms
Don't you dare dream
Images of new pieces
will wake you from your sleep
A good nights rest
probably from over consumption
of wines and writes
Frustration when consciousness
blocks during daytime
A headache,
is minds creative hangover
Production is less motivating through ink
Your creative juices running
are dry wells until you sleep
Red eyes are awards if you write at night
A nap,
a minutes of rest that feels like hours
we call them,
"Power naps"
Maybe,
Maybe I'll take on night job
Vamping is the new day time
Sun up, pens down
until later
when the moon appears
and the beast in me emerges
to write again......
~TNW
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