Insomniac Track
Bad storms
Bad sleep
Bad sinuses
Rain fell
Rain full
Rain flooded
Heavy head
Heavy lids
Heavy limbs
No words
No way
No worry
Crap poem–no care!
Kathleen Mortensen©2008
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Chapter and Verse
A poem written, or a book read, every now and then
You are a hoot! It's not a crap poem at all. Your few words say a lot! Hope tomorrow is a better sunnier day!Cynthia
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Insomnia must be the word of the day! I think a nap is in good order. I did have a great night's sleep, though, after all that blogging on the subject.
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You have such a wonderful wry humor, puts me in mind of Dorothy Parker's “mutters.” Sorry about the inspiration for this one, but I wouldn't knock the poem!
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Lol, excellent.
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It's like an insomniac nursery rhyme and crap looks like the opposite of carp as in carp diem. I hope you didn't have to stay up too late writing it!
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I will give you my Thomas Hard book to read – that may ensure the odd nod off.
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It seems that nobody's sleeping!
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Wow! Who'd a thunk that a quickie like this would be so well-received?Thank you very much for your generous comments on such an off-the-cuff piece.(imagine me curtseying)Oh and Deb, linking me with Dorothy Parker has put me on Cloud Nine (which is rather appropriate considering the title of YOUR blog!)P.S. Folks – had an absolutely delicious slumber last night!Kat
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I can relate to that! Even tho' I'm LOL at your misery…I will read this next time I have an “Insomniac Track” night.As far as 'crap poem'–I think funny!
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Sorry about the bad sinuses. Try my comforting chicken soup–it's posted on my blog. (use the Lijit search engine on the right.)
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Fun poem.
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had those times loved the card. I have great faith but am soo tired right now going in circles ..love sandy
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