Just Can'T Sleep Poem by David Howerton

Just Can'T Sleep



Quiet except crickets
almost drowned by fan.

Gnats diving fifty-watt bulb,
not tired enough for sleep,
stare out window
nearest street lights
half mile away
shine through live oaks
along Borland Ave.

Stillness settles except
for those damn crickets
mating calls
enter ears overwhelm
what peace there was
keeping me awake.

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David Howerton

David Howerton

San Jose California
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