Sunday, July 08, 2007

sleepless poetry

night sleeps
but all those around me come to life
with their quiet breaths
fluttering eyes
the beating of their hearts and I know now
now more than ever during the day
that they are so full of life
full of love

I wish I could join them.


mielikki said...

that is very beautiful, my favorite so far I think. . .

Jo Beaufoix said...

This is really lovely.

People look so vulnerable when they're asleep, and so full of hope.

Even if E and M have been little fiends all day, when they're asleep they just look so amazing that I forgive them and jsut want to cuddle them.

Mr B I often just want to kick as he snores like a camel.

So I suppose that makes him vulnerable too!! heh heh

Love the site by the way.
I've added you to my blogroll.
Hope that's ok.

flutter said...

beautiful and frustrating!

but mostly beautiful, love, really

Celtic Rose said...

Not only beautiful but restful somehow . . .
I envy the talent it take to write poetry . . .

sybil law said...

The sickness also has you restless... :)

Bubblewench said...

beautifully written