La Nuit Sans Sommeil Poem by Katrina Harms

La Nuit Sans Sommeil

Rating: 4.8


My restless heart,
creeping from its cavity
to the silent corridors of predawn-
A crackled white bulb of moon
hangs in the denim night's blue-
A lone friend in these unending wakeful hours.
Her stationary perch, a tended vigil,
and still this heart wanders-
Baleful imaginings of your
face against the gloom.
And each dull ache is refreshed anew-
My prowling heart will see
the gaudy sun ascend
and dream eternally
of daylight's end.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Khairul Ahsan 16 August 2013

My prowling heart will see the gaudy sun ascend and dream eternally of daylight's end. A wonderful poem. I like the imagery.

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Samanthia Moore 01 August 2013

Well written i like the flow of it this is really good

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