Sleep Poem by Leslie Philibert

Sleep

Rating: 5.0


So when the moon
draws the tide
you crawl into yourself;

your eyes close like
a wet umbrella,
the tension in your face

slacks, the wind cools;
your breath flows
steady under the sea,

the stars slip into the dark, the waves

Friday, December 25, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Roseann Shawiak 24 January 2016

Love he calming effect this poem has on my soul, great imagery and rhythm also. Really great poem, leaves a lasting impression in my mind of sleep. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn

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