Sleep comes in great fistfuls
will not let me shake it
tosses me in seas of dreams –
a first love, teenage antics,
a mother’s toil – I am pulled
under, tossed like a rag-doll
a soft breeze like a mindful
caretaker, caresses my skin
reassures me with her lulling
sweetness, forgives negligence
of household chores, promises
all can wait; I succumb again
Some great imagery! “tosses me in seas of dreams…soft breeze like a mindful caretaker..”
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Thank you. Appreciate it!
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Your welcome.
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Letting the waves wash over me with this one … lovely indeed!
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Thank you, Diana!
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My pleasure as always!
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Love this!!!! 🙂
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Thanks, Patty.
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Beautifully expressed!! 🙂
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Thank you, Dorinda!
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My pleasure! So happy you found me, so I could find you!
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Likewise! That’s what I love about the prompts.
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