Just past midnight
I lay awake without slumber
My stomach rumbles
My heart sputters
I no longer am young
yet I’m wired like a drum
Just past the witching hour
I wonder what spell has been spun
upon my tired old heart
is it love or lack of
I feel it though, the desire is there
Just past the middle of night
I lay awake dreamless
and think of yesterdays
I wonder what it was all for
if I can’t call out or utter one sound
The quiet is so very loud
Just past my peek
I see it all downhill now
and yet I’m incorrigibly romantic
even with a galloping heart beat
I don’t fear death but desertion
I fear not living without passion
Dale, I have long loved the witching hour. ;) Silver
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Just past Midnight brought a kinda nostalgia to my heart....geewizzzz I had no sleep till 3 am...waiting for sleep to come.....but no luck...so I ran a virus scan on my PC instead....to Fix my Webcam...Now it's all fixed and thank goodness for no sleep!!
Wonderful and touching poem You Penned on your sleepless hour Dale!!
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That last stanza is soooo damn fine. You really make yourself heard Dale..a most heartfelt write. Ty, Dani
Happy new years
Peg
~Chrissie
Wonderful and touching poem You Penned on your sleepless hour Dale!!
Love Tinka