Sleeping

  • Sleep

    If sleep could touch my cheek, I would ask for her slender hand a thousand times. If sleep did fall upon me now, I dare not wake. No. I dare…not… Continue reading

  • In The Black Of Night

    I’m sitting by the fire in the black of the night. The sun shines on the other side of the world and yet here my mind is, alive without it, wondering when sleep will call for me again. My nose… Continue reading

  • The Night

    Sometimes, the night wakes me. When the night wakes me I lie in bed and march through life in my mind, smiling at all the lovely things, frowning at all the things I wish the day had kept to itself.… Continue reading

  • Darling Day 23. Sweet Dreams

    Early morning is the time for darling dreams, wouldn’t you agree? When the sun creeps into the day… But the only ones who know it’s there are the flowers. And the soul-destroying roosters. (Uhem. I mean, the darling roosters. Of… Continue reading