A PILLOW’S PLIGHT

The pillow has suffered
the onslaught of my restless night
harboring within itself
secrets of my sleepless dreams
torments from another lifetime

Poems written on discarded paper
scraps upon the floor
ink smears upon the tear-stained sheets
I awake to a vision of a yesterday
that never was

Nightlight piercing the dark
I sit up and write once more
too many thoughts and vague images
wanting to escape the confines of my mind
I am unable to sleep

Drenched with night tears
my confidant releases
the impression of my weary head
I arise freeing it from its charge
it guarded me well
My pillow has endured another night


Ann Christine Tabaka was born and lives in Delaware.  She is a published poet, an artist, a chemist, and a personal trainer.  She loves gardening, cooking, and the ocean.  Chris lives with her husband and two cats.  Her poems have been published in numerous national and international poetry journals, reviews, and anthologies. Chris has been selected as the resident Haiku poet for Stanzaic Stylings.

 

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