The journey beyond

Tonight is measured in coffee cups

And sitting downs and getting ups

Me writing more and more of me writing

Suddenly it appears that I’m ‘all-nighting’

The clock has run around too fast

And midnight is come, is gone, now is past.

Outside the night is getting windier

And I’m flirting with a girl in India.

Thursdays come and Thursdays go

And days and weeks just melt like snow.

In the dishwasher, dishes shove,

Look up the Hindi word for love.

Now wind me down and no more create

Indian music and meditate.

I’ll soon be adrift in the sleep-time pond

And restfully take sleep’s journey beyond.

 

 

 

INSPIRED BY OCTOBER WRITING PROMPTS 
FROM PUTTING MY FEET IN THE DIRT
THOUGHTS AND PERSPECTIVES FROM THE MIND OF A COMMON GIRL
 COPYRIGHT © 2017 GRANT FENTON – ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

 

 

 

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