It’s Quadrille Monday again at the dVerse Poets Pub; time to create a 44-word poem.
This week, we’re asked to create a poem using the word “Sleep” or some word that incorporates it. Tonight, I’ve opted for a Sevenling.
Thanks to Sarah for hosting and getting us started.
Sevenling (he sleeps less) *
He sleeps less and less these days;
only waits and waits, tosses and turns,
wide awake and counting sheep until morning.
When daylight arrives, the morning sun
—like him— rises but refuses to shine.
He stays unlit.
It’s not just his clock that’s stopped.
*Not familiar with the Sevenling form? You can read all about it HERE.
Fair Warning: Addictive
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