Remedy for Insomnia
When thoughts reverberate
and my mind is a bell
I reach to hold the clapper
to match my breath with a mantra
When night takes a toll
I toss and turn the other cheek
where the grass is greener
and the sheep have been counted
I let my mind escape
my brain’s confinement
where thoughts become weightless
and dissipate
Until I strike a resonance
with a single presence
where thoughts ripple
in concentric circles
and my soulful nature rings true
________Colleen Redman / Poets and Storytellers United
March 4th, 2022 10:37 am
The tenseness of the night…tossing and turning, is a stressful time, exemplified by your words….the morning sun, yes…somehow that grass becomes more green then and things more peaceful..
March 4th, 2022 12:38 pm
Ah yes … peaceful, restful, restorative sleep. Lovely writing.
March 4th, 2022 4:51 pm
You’ve skillfully conveyed the essence of sleeplessness, although a more peaceful world would more deeply soften those edges.
March 4th, 2022 5:29 pm
I really enjoyed the last stanza, the way you softened the sense of exhaustion that comes after one finally falls asleep after hours and hours of unintentional wakefulness. I like the dreaminess of it.
March 4th, 2022 8:06 pm
I like how you use the bell as metaphor for insomnia in the first two stanzas, the wordplay of cliches in the 3rd and peace as a season in the last. Lovely poeming, Colleen.
March 4th, 2022 9:05 pm
Night can be difficult when rest doesn’t come easy and one struggles to make it to the morning light.
March 5th, 2022 4:52 am
Dream my way out… I love the idea of that!
March 5th, 2022 11:57 pm
you have described it so well. the last stanza sums it all up, the drifting to sleep finally.
March 6th, 2022 11:56 am
Love the thought of dreaming your way out… sounds like the best way of waking up
March 7th, 2022 1:46 pm
“Until the morning sun
softens the edges
and I dream
my way out” Oh, I love that. Restless nights, I’ve known a few and sweet dreams as well.