Just a hint of regret, and alot of kindness, connection in these words. I love the last lines:
I have chose sleep/ traded sonic booms/ for silence/ but I have not forsaken you/ as long as my skin remembers/where you fit.
I like that the phrase “for silence” is on it’s own line, as if sleeping on it’s own bed, on the other side of a door, a wall.
The metaphors you use (blue angels, sound barrier, lumberjacks, jackhammers, beating your chest) are all so full of energy and action — the perfect counterpoint for dreaming about a good night’s sleep.
I’m lucky my husband falls asleep before me. I snore.
10 comments in “memory foam”
September 5th, 2008 at 8:31 am
Well, I sure like it!
September 5th, 2008 at 9:06 am
I sure like it too.
I take it your honey is a snorer. Mine too.
September 5th, 2008 at 12:23 pm
Really well done!!
September 5th, 2008 at 2:50 pm
This is very good. In my house everyone snores…..husband and two very young sons.
September 5th, 2008 at 3:50 pm
Very well composed. Leslie really invites her audience in, doesn’t she? Great work.
September 6th, 2008 at 3:05 am
This great — from the colors to the title to the poem’s rhythm and repetition.
September 6th, 2008 at 5:53 pm
There’s nothing like pink foam earplugs. I could sleep through a whole forest being felled. Great photo of a wiped-out tired lady.
September 6th, 2008 at 6:57 pm
Heh. Talk about making poetry out of a bad situation!
September 9th, 2008 at 2:04 pm
Heh. Yeah.
March 26th, 2009 at 12:25 pm
Just a hint of regret, and alot of kindness, connection in these words. I love the last lines:
I have chose sleep/ traded sonic booms/ for silence/ but I have not forsaken you/ as long as my skin remembers/where you fit.
I like that the phrase “for silence” is on it’s own line, as if sleeping on it’s own bed, on the other side of a door, a wall.
The metaphors you use (blue angels, sound barrier, lumberjacks, jackhammers, beating your chest) are all so full of energy and action — the perfect counterpoint for dreaming about a good night’s sleep.
I’m lucky my husband falls asleep before me. I snore.
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