Sits
Pensive
Mind a-wandering
Drifting in and out
Of a series of half-formed thoughts
Quietness
A blanket
Wrapped around her
Listening for the tap
The tap of fingers on keyboard
Thoughts
Sluggishly
Spilling themselves out
Onto the page
In a rather random fashion
Maybe it is time to let them sleep...
3 drops in the ocean:
Great poem :)
I read over a lot of your posts and they are really impressive. Keep it up!
-The Anon Blogger
Thanks. I didn't really plan this poem, I just couldn't be bothered to go to bed! :P
Happy blogging,
RJ :)
I like this poem it feels like me right now, I think it's time for me to sleep night RJ :)
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