The Night Is Almost Over

The night is almost over,

During which I’ve been awake

Unquantifiable wee hours.

It’s been a challenge to placate

Unrest in bod’ and soul,

Think things to do without a wrestle with my all,

Discover parts to focus on,

Breathe out and in,

Shepherding bad thought away from sin.


A challenge to make time rewarding,

Night un-worrying with means

Intuitively gleaned.

By three or four,

Night nearly over,

One is sure

There have been dreams –

A second’s worth of night-worked themes.

(Perhaps two minutes, maybe three.

I’ve patently no memory

Unawake, unaware,

All simple cognizance not there)


I’ll be ok when morning comes,

Stomach craving nutriments.

There will be toast, cheese, milky coffee

Brought in by hubby

With me glad the light took over.


The Night Is Almost Over 9.2.2017

Pure Nakedness;

Arlene Corwin







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