blooming in the night…
light from your window
begs the stars to send
the sandman to comfort you.
praying the panes will go dark.
Sleep is your escape.
©Susie Clevenger 2012
This is for my friend Leslie. We were neighbors in Broken Arrow, Oklahoma and she grieved the death of her parents so much that it affected her mental and physical health. She was plagued with insomnia. Leslie died in 2004 from complications after gastric by-pass surgery. She wanted to lose weight because she and her husband planned to go on a cruise with my husband and I. For so long I felt guilt for what happened; struggled with feeling that she would have been fine if I hadn’t moved, if I hadn’t told her about the cruise….too many “what ifs” plagued me for a long time.
Kerry at Real Toads introduced us to the poet, Ingrid Jonker, and challenged us to write a poem about a personal relationship as Ingrid did in her poetry.