Insomniac Mind
Pens leak the words
scrawls or rants
line after line
of new thoughts
or juxtaposed words
in scrappy books
or post-it notes
decorating a duvet
like a poetic quilt
to be sorted later
by a clearer mind.
Hours or days
poetic verbiage juggling
parking of words
in the right place
to be read
to be spoken
down through time
by you, by others
who empathise
where the words arose
from the restless sea
of the poets
Insomniac Mind.
© Carol Robson
