This is a spoken word piece that I wrote years ago that was about not getting any sleep. I’m posting this piece as response to The Reverie Journal‘s prompt for this week that was about fighting insomnia in some way. I really enjoy this poem, it is a live recording, so hopefully the audience sounds won’t annoy you. Thank you so much for listening and if you’re interested in writing a poem this week, definitely join us!
I know I’ve introduced you to Laura my cohort at The Reverie Journal. Here we discuss a whole menagerie of things- aging, self-confidence small town living, and learning to love yourself. All this and we managed to talk about poetry as well. I hope you enjoy this interview.
Also catch me today on the channel with Amy and Burgess talking about our Camp NaNoWriMo experiences at 8 pm EST on my channel. Join us.
I tap, tap, tap
Face darkened room, faces
hear feet shuffling,
Then my mouth drops
letting loose strings of
Giving way to clause
spilling over the brim with
and the audience takes incautious sips
burning the tips of their tongues,
so they have to shout
their ooohs…and ahhs…
because it’s just too damn hot.
until my last analogy
falls like a leaf from a
Softly swinging in the breeze
to thunderous applause.
This poem was written in response to this Monday’s prompt on The Reverie Journal that asks, if you could be anywhere, where would you be? Today, I’d like to be on a stage, reciting spoken word to a crowd who is loving it. If you have an idea for a poem, write it up and definitely link it up so we can read where you’d like to be.