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Haiku Before Dawn
by Marcus Lane2.19 am.
Another sleepless night in
Clinging sweaty sheets.
Unnoticed by day,
This metronomic ticking
Is thieving my sleep.
It's no use hiding -
My water glass magnifies
The luminous dial.
Ominous red glow,
Like an army on the ridge,
Retreat into dream. 02/28/2010 Posted on 02/28/2010
Copyright © 2024 Marcus Lane
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 03/01/10 at 01:51 AM These are all really good but I found the third and fourth particularly vivid and graphic. You certainly set the scene as a hostile incursion. Great job! |
| Posted by Leonard M Hawkes on 04/03/10 at 10:39 PM This captures a sleepless night well. One of the things I like best about living in the dry American West is no damp "clinging" sheets. |
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