Cold Alarm

Tossing, restless, 
counting sheep, fluffiness
jumping one by one.
Hear the clock ticking
seconds, lost in my head.

Thoughts slam
around in my mind.
Desperately holding focus
as I inhale deep, exhale slowly.
Cool night breeze 
sashays through curtains.

Alarm cold, unwelcomed. 

donetta sifford 9-1-2014
Yeah Write’s GargleBlaster


21 responses

  1. Thank you for stopping by.

  2. It is indeed. Thank you for stopping by!

  3. Thank you for stopping by. It does seem to feel that way at times. Lack of sleep make even thoughts seem rough and rude.

  4. Thank you. I'm glad I was able to put it into words..

  5. It seems to be an ongoing problem for me. I try meditation, yoga, warm green tea, and so far I haven't found one thing that actually works. Thanks for stopping by.

  6. Thank you! My summer has been pretty laid back and relaxing. Glad to be back and hope your summer was a fantastic one.

  7. lol. I am one of those people that have to place the alarm clock away from the bed so I actually get up and turn it off. I have thrown a few things at it, but missed. Thanks for stopping by.

  8. Sleep is so very valuable these days. I once threw an alarm clock against the wall in my sleep. It was justifiable homicide.

  9. Alarm cold, unwelcomed. Yes! Welcome back, Donetta! How was your summer?

  10. Perfect – the fluffiness and slamming thoughts, and that damned cold alarm. So well done.

  11. This is every night for me, right down to the attempt at calm breathing. You described this just perfectly!

  12. Great write! I like the “thoughts slamming around…” You nailed it.

  13. That's just what it feels like!

  14. insomnia is the worst.

  15. my favorite line: “Thoughts slam around in my mind. Desperately holding focus..”

  16. I love the word sashays, how it sounds

  17. Love this: “Thoughts slam around in my head.” That captures the insomnia I get occasionally all too well.

  18. Oh, goodness, been there. You capture this frustration so well.

  19. Love a breeze that sashays!

  20. Alarms always go off way too early, don't they? This was me last night (without the sheep – I gave that up a long time ago!).

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