4/2/10

insomniac

by Maya Angelou

There are some nights when
sleep plays coy,
aloof and disdainful.
And all the wiles
that I employ to win
its service to my side
are useless as wounded pride,
and much more painful.



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7 comments:

  1. I LOVE the light and colors of this pic. The poem makes me wonder, do jellyfish ever sleep?

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  2. this is me, like every night. i become a phosphorescent jellyfish.

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  3. maya angelou has the ability to capture any feelings, thoughts, desires, perfectly in words. i'll think of this poem tonight when i'm laying in bed wide awake. =)

    *tiffany

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