“Sleepless Night” (Poem)

I would like to go back to bed,
As early as it is,
for last night
I didn’t sleep
at all,
Not even a wink,
as the cliche goes.
It wasn’t even insomnia,
per se, just discomfort.
I tried to sleep,
I really did.
But I tossed and turned,
Longing for the comfort
of my own bed
and later lamenting
the lack of a door and walls
Around the couch
To block out the noise
from my brothers in the kitchen.

Observation Paradox

The paradox of
attention to minute details
While overlooking many surroundings
is exactly how this writer lives.
The detailed descriptions,
The marvelous imagery,
but still oblivious to many things.
Sometimes so obvious,
they disappear from existence
Other times, the keen eyes pick out
what doesn’t seem to be there.
The paradox of this living is
defying of reason after all.


This poem is part of my debut collection Inside a Writer’s Head.
You can read more poems from Inside a Writer’s Head here, buy the collection, or join the January/February giveaway for a chance to win the ebook.