On A long Night's Activity
When, in the wake of dreams unfulfilled,
Looking back, reaching for memories then,
Stirring hidden hollows, hiding strong willed
Thoughts usually left for deep night's, amen :
Then, with tossing and turning, sweat arrives
From body heat captured by layers of covers,
Deepened sleep slacks as the mind's eye drives
Piercing nerve endings toward thoughts of others :
And then, over and over we relive day's events,
Real or are they derived of fiction or of facts ?
A deep night's sleep would have provided vents
For the escape from rewind or rewrite of acts.
Into this netherworld of super active long days
Take deep breaths, relax, mellow, chill out plays.
Ronald C. Downie
An English Sonnet