Awake at 4:00am
Haiku ringing in my head,
wont sleep again.
If it is so easy
why isn’t everyone
writing all at once?
Such noise would be
deafening but the words would bring
peace and happiness
and in the mellow
joy that follows I could slip
into a deep sleep,
instead I am detained
in a dawn of burgeoning
awakenings,
I am bludgeoned by
the growing light and sleep has
left me to my fate,
it is too late to
return to the womb of my
young and fancied dreams,
I will face the waring
day with grace and wear it’s
smile upon my face.
© I.D. Carswell
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