Writing In My Sleep Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Writing In My Sleep
Tip-toeing through dreams, not wanting to be awakened.
Looking at everything, hoping to be inspired by anything
I see inside sleep.
Being tossed and turned, living in an environment of
peaceful serenity as I sleep in a hidden cove where I
cannot be disturbed.
Cloudless thoughts floating to my imagination as I write
even in my sleep, on photographic screens.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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