Sleepless in Cornwall U.K.

Help! I'm submerging beneath waves of words.
It's three in the morning in Cornwall U.K.
I'm meant to be sleeping, but rest just disturbs
The march of the muse on poor sleepless Fay.

Counted sheep vaulting thru countless barred gates,
Tossing, I turned bored with untidy bed
Now sleep flown, musing begins and dictates
Rhythms and metres to my sleepy head.

Bolstered with coffee plus paper and pen
I must resist the compulsion no more.
I, scribbling, erase, then scribble again.
Nothing emerges, and now it's past four.

What made me think I could ever write rhyme?
I know! - just for fun I'll post this on line !

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Bob Blackwell
I used to be a bird of the night myself Fay, its quiet and peaceful and the words just flow. Great write
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heterodynemind
Complaints, complaints..(I'm only a wee bit jealous). I have about decided the muse is like a baby; sleeps when you can't, and then awakens fully when you are dead on your feet.
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Frank James Ryan Jr./FjR
A new script...penned to put Seattle to shame ? !lol ! Smooth rhyme pattern....Crisp as toast...Fresh as poetic renaisance, which you don't need ,but i could sure use a wee bit of, to get back into my groove while juggling 70 hour work-weeks ...lol ! ! ! ~F j R~ 2 0 1 0
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Frederick Kesner
Enjoyable as always. Today I spent a good part of an hour conversing with a genial Cornish couple. Made my day. This poem in turn has made my evening.
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wombat
Excellent rhyme!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Greatly enjoyed. Hxx
 
poeticpiers
My muse works night shift too Fay
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Raj Arumugam
a playful and lively poem...love it....
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T A Ramesh
It happens to me too! Nice to see same feeling by another one like you, Fay!
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Karin Anderson
This picture is priceless Fay! I believe you completely now! (lol) It was all worth it for this poem though with fabulous rhyme to count to. Love it!
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Sandra Dodd
Wow your even good sleep deprived. I could have told you sleep is a track star running away as fast as she can. I also often write many hours of the night. You need a pixie with magic dust or a cooperative leprechaun to find your sleep that is like gold. I enjoyed your poem so much. Reminded me that since I started writing I hear verses in my sleep! Sweet Dreams Faye!
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sonetta
ha-ha, that reminds me...it's way past my bedtime....thanks and pretty soon, good morning!)
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carol
lol humor is a great thing thanks
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