Restless (Acrostic)

Reading, writing

Everything and anything to sleep

Standing on my head…no I can’t do that

Tick-tock goes the clock

Listening to the voice in my head

Eager for it to be silent

Staring into the darkness

Secure that it will be another sleepless night

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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A Heart Thrashing…Sleepless (Sonnet)

A heart thrashing to the sound of the owls who,

Plagued with anxiety and exhaustion–the covers drawn.

Clutching and clawing at me every once in a blue,

I lie awake lock-jawed by this infernal yawning.

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Sleep–sweet sleep evades this troubadours brain,

Locked in battle with evasive slumber.

Constant swordplay wearies and drains;

Praying for conscious fade to black and umber.

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Tortured sleepless by jailers masochistic,

For hour upon hour seemingly without end.

Hopes of escape deemed deeply unrealistic,

No longer this life do I care to defend.

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What is one to do about this self-imposed draw-and-quartering,

But take broadsword in hand for the sandmans slaughtering.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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Prompt: Sleepless

Jeremy Farmer – The Boi Poet – Tuesday’s Thinking 10 December Writing Prompt

Insomniac (Sonnet)

Sleep evades I toss and turn

Begging for good nights rest

This is all for which I yearn

Searching for slumber in jest

Plague as a Vampire to obambulate

Passing hour after hour on end

Striving on my sanity confiscate

Of this my foe will not bend

Try as I might absolute I am sure

My struggle most nights will go on

An insomniacs fate for eternity endure

Lasting until I am gone

Maybe its time for Ambien’s magic

To sleep before body and mind go tragic

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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Word: Obambulate

Jem Farmer – The Boi Poet – Words at the Weekend – 21-22 September 2013 Poetry Prompt

The Insomniac

By D. R. DiFrancesco

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I lie,

Head cradled in a pillow of down,

Soft and warm still I can not sleep.

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Thoughts race through my wild mind,

Exhausting me as I seek out slumber,

Knowing that it eludes me again.

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This inescapable race,

Taunts me, dangling a carrot in front of my unwilling mind,

Exploiting the weakness in me.

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To what end,

As dawn breaks ending another night of torment,

I am mentally weary as I slip from between the silken sheets.

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Awake in the physical only,

I lumber through the day a mere shell of who I am,

Begging for respite from myself.

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Seeking sanctuary in melatonin and sleeping pills,

Face down in a self-induced coma,

I struggle to release my mind from this torture.

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Relief is only temporary,

A solitary night of dreamless repose,

Refreshing just shy of expiration.

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Insomnia, my uninvited friend,

My companion through hours of darkness,

Like a relative come to visit and never leaves.

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Eviction seems so distant,

As opportunity for lethargy escapes,

Overwhelming me with inexorable nights of tumult.