Friday, February 26, 2010

One Single Impression - Insomnia

02cold seeps into my veins thickening
my limbs restless in over extended
exertion numb with thoughts unbidden
unceasing ramblings toss and turn
over wrinkled sheets of white pebbles
pocked and lumpy ticking tock
talking awake roused alert and
exhausted wide open mind
     

43 comments:

  1. Oh, sweet and dreaded insomnia. Good for time to write and writing fodder. Great 55.

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  2. Oh I love it - just fantastic!

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  3. The picture is great.

    The words too of course, but you're probably tired of me ranting on and on about your great writing.

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  4. This is so true with Insomnia. Well done and I love the picture :) Have a wonderful Friday :)

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  5. Wonderful! I can SO relate to this. Insomnia is my companion and you describe it so eloquently...
    The stunning picture is so very fitting the subject as well.
    Have a lovely Friday.
    xoxo
    Zuzana

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  6. My wihe goes for nights (and days) without sleep. Eventually it catches up with her and she does sleep. It is either that or dose herself up to the eye balls with sleeping pills and often they are ineffective.
    Great poem.

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  7. Excellent description!

    Yep...that describes the insomnia I suffered for years perfectly.

    A little FYI: The new meds on the market made me hallucinate and the natural route (melatonin) quit working after a few years. What works for me is trazadone. A generic prescription. I'm finally sleeping soundly.

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  8. Deep 55. I love it!

    Love the picture too.

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  9. I take it the illustration is your stream of consciousness.

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  10. When I can't sleep music is my friend. I think I should host an Pod contest at some point so maybe you can win one for those sleepless nights. Great piece as always :)

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  11. It's a depressing image. Even more so with the poetry.

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  12. The tree looks like it's sticking out of the ocean. And your words have such a feel to them. What a textured post. Well done.

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  13. oh, this was me last week! here's to better nights of sleep for you.

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  14. I've had more nights than I can count just like this.

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  15. Sounds all to familiar to me!! Here's to better sleep for both of us! Have a great weekend, Nessa!

    Sylvia

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  16. Wow, it's been a loooong time since I had insomnia. I don't envy you!

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  17. I am a sleeper, but Amoeba can certainly identify with this. He says sometimes he just sits in bed at night watching me sleep and envying me the ability. I hope he never snaps ....

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  18. Gorgeous photo! Insomnia really isn't any fun at all... ugh... hate it.

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  19. oooh..that was really good! And what a beautiful photo.

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  20. Insomnia. The great inspirer of words. I felt the opening was about trees' winter hybernation and giving human characteristics to them. I have written a few that way....so my mind goes there. Great 55.

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  21. Wow - tht was really good. Thanks for letting your daughter know about me. I love finding ways to save. :-)

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  22. Nessa, I like this! You can count your blessings still, great(!) [body in terrible shape--cold, restless, numb, rambling, exhausted--yet alert with open mind].

    I have just the opposite, regarless of my poem (One Single Impression: Insomnia (an acrostic)). I'm so tired that I go to sleep before I can even read a half page of Drood. ;)
    ..

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  23. I really like this one. Your writing is so vivid. I love the image you used too.

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  24. Oh and I can tell you I am up most nights mind wide open full of all sorts of thoughts yet my body is hurting & tired. Why is it when my body is dead my mind is in full gear?

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  25. "I can't get no sleep..." Insomnia

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  26. Been there, done that this week! You've captured the feeling exactly.

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  27. An excellent description! Vivid imagery.

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  28. Very well written, Nessa. I can tell you have truly experienced insomnia!

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  29. Gorgeous photo..very magical! Wonderful writing too.
    Kiki~

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  30. your words paint a disturbing image and although i rarely suffer from insomnia i can relate. perfect photo, too

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  31. The photo is lovely and your poem is haunting.

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  32. great image, and love the imagery created by "wrinkled sheets of white pebbles"

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  33. Beautiful picture and text!
    There is a slightly mystical feel about it. Yet a sturdiness, steady, strong, eternal.

    Nuts in May

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  34. Perfect description of insomnia. Such a hideous thing, it used to be my nightly companion many years ago.

    I wrote a poem about it here Love returned

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  35. Wonderful description of insomnia, Nessa!

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  36. That is so on it! Wow. I can relate. Thanks for this.

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  37. incredible.
    you have quite a way with words.

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  38. Great description! Loved reading it.

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  39. I keep coming back to this piece. It just draws me back for more looks...

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  40. "exhausted wide open mind"- how well I understand.

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  41. Apparently my battle with insomnia started back when I was still in the crib. Yep, this is all very familiar. Well written.

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  42. You're really good! Sadly, I can relate to insomnia issues. *yawn*

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  43. Your strong words weigh heavily on me like the draining power of insomnia's clutches. As a sufferer, this poem is tops with me. Your photo illustrates it well.
    I particularly like the line "over wrinkled sheets of white pebbles" and "lumpy tick tock talking"

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