Lately my sleep has no power to console,

My lost dreams reek of failure

and I awake to knotted sheets

damp pillows.

I give thanks for the lack of clarity.

Better not to know- for sure.

A cup of coffee for breakfast

and alone in the hall

I snatch my coat from its hook

and face what the morning 

has to offer.

© Aramis 2023
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As Mick Jagger once sang, you can’t always get what you want, but if you try sometimes…


I really like the poems submitted for the challenge, yours is another very good one! Thank you very much!

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