Poetry

Poets sleep awake

Posted on by Chrissy

Photo by @dan_cretu from Instagram

 

I need my naps

I am a modern poet

in semi-deep sleep

never fully awake

dreaming about pre-raphaelites and the Rosettis

still thinking

in all the colors

you left behind.

I hug you close

yet you disappear

into orange clouds

and sunset lawns.

I want to forget

the long trails

to your heart

and climb up

your mountain

to kiss your eyes

to sleep.

Alas, I slumber awake.

Awake, yet not.

5 comments

  1. Kunal Thakore · June 21, 2017

    Beautiful!

    Liked by 1 person

    Reply
  2. Sydney Carton · June 21, 2017

    Prosaic truth

    Liked by 1 person

    Reply
  3. Sudden Denouement · June 25, 2017

    Reblogged this on Sudden Denouement Literary Collective.

    Liked by 1 person

    Reply

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