Sleep, often elusive.

at the western side of my abode
white oak and pine consumed the
sun’s rays dispensing with the day
in the eastern sky moonlight sieves
in a dancing array through century
old branches that reach out to the
ebony sky and charcoal clouds
peace settles in the dogs have
ceased their barking ornamental
grass stopped swishing with the
breezes demise, calm is prevalent
except within my thoughts that now
rush in to race bidding for my attention
arresting the sweet dreams of slumber
so I will lay me down my body to
refresh while my mind plays a game
that requires full physical awareness
real and imaginary issues vie for
prominence while my body screams
for the mercy of nourishing sleep