the full moon pulls me as she pulls the ocean
sending tremors through my body
fractured memories become prayers
murmuring in my mind until a misty dawn
takes mercy upon me shoring me up
for tonight when again i become a silent spirit
dipped in uneasy holiness...
Mia
2/10
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A problem excellently described.
ReplyDeleteThere is really that feeling...and that also frightens me...i feel like floating in space...ocean pulling me, i felt like am gonna die...
ReplyDeleteyou captured so well how it feels to be sleepless...
nice post :)loved it :)
ReplyDeletebeautifully put.
ReplyDeleteJust wow!
ReplyDeleteI love that prayer like state in the middle of the night
Beautifully rendered.
That was beautiful...your words resonated.
ReplyDeleteVery beautifully said. Thank you.
ReplyDeletekiller last line! woo. line 3 rocks too. strong material here.
ReplyDeletemerci, anthony.
ReplyDeleteoui...sometimes a bit of terror tries to seep
ReplyDeletein but that feeling must be halted with
positive affirmations & sometimes i just get
out of bed and read something light with
a half a cup of tea or hot chocolate.
a gentle hug for you amity.
merci snow white
ReplyDeletekay...merci.
ReplyDeletesister julia...sometimes you can turn
ReplyDeleteinsomnia around & good deeper...merci.
sweetest in the g. you are truly a bon bon.
ReplyDeleteO...beautiful sandy, merci.
ReplyDeletepearl...oh & you are...merci...the last line
ReplyDeletewas a gift from my muse...complete surprise.
fractured memories become prayers...
ReplyDeleteawesome...loved this line
Really so lovely. What images and sometimes I wonder if our sleeplessness has more to do with the moon and stars than what we realize.
ReplyDeleteWell said!!
ReplyDelete& that's what truly happens...merci geetageeta.
ReplyDeletemerci, tumblehappy.
ReplyDeleteespecially for women, christine...the moon
ReplyDeletedoes amazing things to our emotions and body,
merci.