–verb (used without object)
1. to take the rest afforded by a suspension of voluntary bodily functions and the natural suspension, complete or partial, of consciousness; cease being awake.
2. Botany. to assume, especially at night, a state similar to the sleep of animals, marked by closing of petals, leaves, etc.
3. to be dormant, quiescent, or inactive, as faculties.
4. to be careless or un-alert; allow one's alertness, vigilance, or attentiveness to lie dormant.
5. to lie in death.
–verb (used with object)
6. to take rest in (a specified kind of sleep).
7. to accommodate for sleeping; have sleeping accommodations for.
8. to spend or pass in sleep (usually followed by “away” or “out”).
9. to recover from the effects of (a headache, hangover, etc.) by sleeping (usually followed by “off” or “away”).
–noun
10.the state of a person, animal, or plant that sleeps.
11.a period of sleeping: a brief sleep.
12.dormancy or inactivity.
13.the repose of death.
14.Also "sleeper" - a globule that forms at the inner corner of the eye, especially during sleep, from the accumulated secretion of the glands of the eyelid.
The hours
Creep on unwanted
Pushing the hope of sleep
Ahead, ahead, always further
Too far.
For the insomnia prompt at One Single Impression
11 comments:
we wish to end the hours of sleeplessness...there is that feeling but we always end up disappointed!
lovely poem!! leaves this feeling of longing...
I had that exact feeling at 5am this morning when I couldn't go back to sleep...wonderfully expressed!
the definitions paired with the haiga it feels like make-work during insomnia. neat take on it. nice poem/pic pair too.
Ah, the hope of sleep. I have gotten to a point where I just try and relax allowing my mind to blank. A little Transcendental Meditation helps whether the sleep comes or not. You describe it so well.
And then the alarm goes off, an unwelcome urging to jump into the day.
Your words ring true and the picture is perfect match! Nice, oh, nice!
Your prompt "hesitation" comes up this Sunday, March 7, at OSI. Please send me a poem and image by Friday.
if only the longing came sooner, the night would not have been wasted...nice one.
Haven't visited in a bit... Your work is bold your spirit is awesome, and you are courageous and free -- come visit me…
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i seem to be finding my comments across blogland behind the same poster and the same words...
i am here to read your work...drawn in for the originality of your thought...thus i comment with the same uniqueness...no canned spam.
for all of us who find sleep a mysterious mistress...i have to embrace your words, like a down comforter in summer...thrusting the blanket away...and yearning for the sleep and the peace.
great last line.
too far...
says so much.
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