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written while I wait...

By A. J. SchoenfeldPublished about 14 hours ago 1 min read
The Grandfather Clock in my Living Room

At two a.m. the world is quiet

engulfed in darkness

thick with worry

waiting for the clock

...

to

...

tick

...

time moves s l o w e r

-

the seconds c r a w l

-

listening for any sound

the weight of sleep

h

a

n

g

s

round my neck

pull

-ing on my heavy eyes

dreams are calling

but they

must

wait

Don't you see how others flock to you?

The clock chimes thrice

.

.

.

I finally e x h a l e

let the silence

s

w

a

l

l

o

w

me

surrender now

in the darkness

sleep is waiting

upon my tear-stained pillowcase

dreams of y e s t e r y e a r

p

u

l

l

me into worlds

where worry wanes

until tomorrow

...

for now we're all fast asleep

...

and safe.

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About the Creator

A. J. Schoenfeld

I only write about the real world. But if you look close enough, you'll see there's magic hiding in plain sight everywhere.

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  • Sandy Gillmanabout 8 hours ago

    I've felt like this on many nights! By the end of it, I wanted to go to sleep lol!

  • Mother Combsabout 10 hours ago

    Such a comforting piece, AJ <3

  • Paul Stewartabout 13 hours ago

    This felt very comforting by the end but yeah, I can relate to most of this. Especially on those nights sleep seems determined to hide away. Such great writing as always sis.

  • Mariann Carrollabout 14 hours ago

    This poem is like a lullaby 😴

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