Time to sleep
A watch, a pen and paper here
to write a poem for you my dear.
But I am here with thoughts unclear.
Can we just go to sleep?
The snow came down. The rain came too.
I worried that the plants might die.
But Mother Nature takes care of you.
So we can go to sleep.
I guess my fingers can hold this pen,
but brain and eyes don't want to work.
The silence calls to me again,
“Let go and enjoy sleep!”
Who plays the game with human beings
that write and think as best they can?
I like the quiet of pleasant dreams,
while I disappear in sleep.
April 28th, 2017
8 minute writing exercise