The windowsills run away
from the windows,
the floor shifts over a wave,
a black stain beetles down the wall.
I survey the gloop on dishes,
damp morsels of food on the kitchen floor,
washing forming mountain chains on the furniture,
toys scattered like landmines across the lounge.
I tumble back
hoping fervently
for uninterrupted
lifesaving
sleep.
A very effective climax 'hoping fervently/ for uninterrupted/ lifesaving /sleep'. That's how I find sleep. The first half of the poem contrasts well with the second. A mess to clean up and imaginative 'windowsills run away/ from the windows'. Leave cleaning up until tomorrow.
A good start with a nice poem, Marissa. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ever So Touchingly Felt! ! ! ! ! Beautiful Heart! ! ! ! ! Thank You Ever So Much For Sharing! ! ! ! ! Definite 10S! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! +++++