Sunday, 23 March 2014

Ceiling bumps


Ceiling bumps


Ceiling bumps
Scratches and cracks
Listening to favourite
Old tracks

Sleep should come
but on waking goes
Mind wandering
itchy toes

Will sleep come?
Imminently
Waking?
Intermittently

Time flies
in early hours
Faster then
than growing flowers

Mind can rest
we have the power
to relax, float down steam
It's not me, it's our. 

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