Dusty Poems 23

Dusty Poems, a poetry series

The poem below is from the Dusty Poems series, a collection of poems I wrote many years ago, long before I knew how much of a force poetry would be in my life. I’ve enjoyed going through these old poems that contain a completely different voice and style than I write poetry now, but have been interesting to reflect on. I hope you enjoy them, too.

Night haunts me.
Rolling thoughts through my mind,
whispering dreams fall behind.

And seconds turn to years.
Sleep is misleading
while rest is forbidden.

Tired eyes flutter,
roam aimlessly in the dark.

What creeps in with the night
prevents rest,
concludes my sleep.

Awake, I lie here
heart racing,
mind-numbing,
concentrated
erratic
thought.

 


You can find the entire series of “Dusty Poems” here.

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