Friday, May 13, 2011

UNENCUMBERED SLUMBER

The weather forecast delivers as predicted;
a wicked downpour, torrential and damaging.
All the while, I keep managing to sleep.
It is a deep doze, nearly comatose is my brain
as the rain continues. It appears she brought friends.
The lightning flashes and the rumbles never end.

Thunder rattles my windows, but it does not disturb my slumber.

Oddly, insomnia escaped me when the rains came.
The same can be said of my apnea, I wonder
if the hum of the thunder plays into my slumber?
Does the electricity cause static that makes it cling
within the ring of its timpani; a "drum" laden symphony
that pacifies my eyes allowing them to not be breached?
Does the lightning beseech my heart to remain still
until the thrill of thunder's wonder subsides?

Thunder rattles my windows, but it does not disturb my slumber

and therein lies my answer. Is it right every night
to pray for the rain that offers my tired strain a respite?
For the hypnotic roll takes full control as I lay in a heap,
awash in dream filled sleep, unfettered and undisturbed.
But, the silence of the night supplies a fright that says I will lay here,
awake all night. It is then, I thank the forecasters call for rain with thunder.

Thunder rattles my windows, but it does not disturb my slumber.

15 comments:

  1. Your descriptions of insomnia ring true...I have insomnia and always sleep better during a rainstorm. I especially like the line "It appears she brought friends". An imaginative description of a thunderstorm.

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  2. WoW! I really feel this. I especially like "It appears she brought friends"...nice one.

    (You left a nice comment on my blog...thank you, appreciate it)

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  3. visual and live,
    love the imagery,
    rain pounding the window is sad and beautiful.

    a cool entry, have fun in the rally.

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  4. Beautiful........
    I like the last stanza very much...

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  5. what a delightful poem. love that refrain at the end of every stanza. i can relate to that. :)

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  6. I like the pace, the flow, and how creatively you described insomnia.

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  7. I like the way you take cliche's and rattle them in and around the meaning of your words! Fun to read.

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  8. Very lyrical and beautifully penned.

    "Thunder rattles my windows, but it does not disturb my slumber."

    The refrain nails it. Excellent rally post!

    http://wp.me/pPury-2C

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  9. Sweet. The contrast of silence put in at the end is actually palpable. Beautifully done!

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  10. I like your night poem too, especially the last 3 lines: "But, the silence of the night supplies a fright..."

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  11. Its good. Effects the psyche while talking about a psychological phase. Plus, I love rain and thunderstorms so I HAD to read this!

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  12. "Does the lightning beseech my heart to remain still
    until the thrill of thunder's wonder subsides?"

    Beautiful lines =) Great job!

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  13. Interesting, enjoyable read. I also love sleeping when there is a storm, the air then is so fresh...

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  14. hmmm I like :) I love rain, any tale with rain is just too pleasing...thanks :)
    Enjoy the rally!

    http://lynnaima.wordpress.com/2011/05/22/of-what-remains-2/

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  15. I have the opposite problem: prolonged rain makes me tense.

    Good work.

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