There is normalcy
When we might together see
Our ‘home’ is set free.
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Tag: insomnia
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Calling Home
Posted at 3:44 am , on May 30, 2020
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A Matter of Sleep
Posted at 11:52 pm , on April 21, 2020
Robert Frost wrote a poem about a rocky path,
where neighbors would meet and fix a fence,
something about ‘good neighbors’ came to light
the two of them isolated themselves along the path.
He also spoke of miles to go before he sleeps,
I wish I had that persona as I live my insomnia,
it isn’t about a passion for anything really,
it is a dreaded reality of my own isolation.
Hasn’t bothered me a lot this COVID 19 scare,
I am not the one crying in front of the news,
I don’t wake up wondering the day’s count,
No worry crosses my mind about those I love.
There is some parallel between sleep and anxiety,
we worry about the little things, big picture ignored.
Suddenly we are 80 thinking our lives exhausted
waiting for moments to let ourselves shut down.
Midnight comes to me and I wonder about you,
are you sleeping or wakeful ignoring life too.
© Scott F Savage 4/2020
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Of This Night
Posted at 3:18 am , on October 6, 2019
an obscure state of mind
my couch
a twilight prison
eyes slammed awake
such scrutiny
the evil twin of
discomfort is
disharmony
an inability
a travesty,
failure to recognize
a constant turmoil
lit up
inside some mystery
passage in the ivory tower
marble slabs of
justice, injustice
plays the fool
card.
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A Cornucopia of Fear
Posted at 2:20 am , on August 14, 2019
this pill, that pill
mix ’em all together
this pill, that pill
smokin’ hot asunder,
the mind, the body,
the night terrors
of an artificial stimulant
playing with the brain’s
own sweet vulnerability
And we wonder,
what is attraction,
is it peace of mind,
knowing we can love,
knowing love is real,
our lives,
your lives,
everyone is the same,
yet so different
it is easy to maim
that original concept of
what is real,
what matters in our lives.
that pill, this pill
running out of will
© Scott F Savage 2019
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My Good Night Facade
Posted at 1:25 am , on July 13, 2019
This facade of me
counts on you,
only
though if you believe
I am honest,
I have my faults
yet
here I don’t pretend,
I’m not
anything
you might want to imagine
I am simply me trying, finding some bearing
the human condition,
keeps asking
me
for clarification,
so I turn
to you
today
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