She lies upon her bed but doesn't sleep,
As thoughts intrude where slumber should abide.
The past o'erwhelms with dark and ugly sweep,
That part of life from which she cannot hide.
A terror grips her heart, then grasps her soul,
And tears well up in now wide open eyes.
A rending there within, without control,
As midnight's gloom stills her despairing cries.
Repeatedly her mind breaks through her pain,
To reassure her that all will be well.
But thoughts of hurt are all she can retain,
The terror makes the night a darkened hell.
Her eyes are closed as sleep creeps in at last,
And steals away the fear of tortured past.
As thoughts intrude where slumber should abide.
The past o'erwhelms with dark and ugly sweep,
That part of life from which she cannot hide.
A terror grips her heart, then grasps her soul,
And tears well up in now wide open eyes.
A rending there within, without control,
As midnight's gloom stills her despairing cries.
Repeatedly her mind breaks through her pain,
To reassure her that all will be well.
But thoughts of hurt are all she can retain,
The terror makes the night a darkened hell.
Her eyes are closed as sleep creeps in at last,
And steals away the fear of tortured past.
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Written June 15th, 2004
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wow wow wow wow wow!!!! another gripping poem dad, and a dark one I might add! This poem is exactly what I go through with my insomnia and panick attacks, you describe it to a T!! It feels like this piece is something that I would have written, or dream of writing. My past haunts me everyday, it's a part of a person that just never goes away. You can try to ignore it or even forget it, but it always comes back and bites you in the butt! Hats off to you daddy-o. Keep writing, still waiting for a poem about Tigers heehee


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good sonnet. the tortures of the mind are real indeed.
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you and your sonnets.
this is great. I was sitting here going 'wow there really are ten beats per line here, and it sounds great too!'
I'll have to go through yours, maybe it'll be a good kick in the seat of my pants.
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Dad, this is so truly amazing!! wow I love it love it love it. And I miss you so so so much!!!!!!!!!!!
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beautifully dark
maybe a little dark for a sonnet,but a sonnet it is in the truest form.there are too many things right wuth this to point out a minor thing that don't take away from the o'er all beauty at all.you write beautifully. -
This is sssssooooo good Paul! i really like the imagery and the use of thought and emotions that are expressed within it!! thanks for writin more! keep it up n never give up! buh bye! God Bless you and your family!!! keep writin cuz you got an amazing talent! loved it! great write!!-----Elizabeth B.
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i felt this one. you are so truly talented. flawless structure and hauntingly beautiful in content.
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Wow that was great, you kind of inspired me to write a sonnet. The last time I did that was for class, so to be able to inspire me, that's pretty good!! Hehe, but then again, you know you have great poetry. Good job!
Liz -
Repeatedly her mind breaks through her pain,
To reassure her that all will be well.
Yeah, i know this feeling well, where my sensiblness takes over for a while and talks me out of feeling blue. I'm kinda glad for it in a way, but at other times I'd rather be blue and wallow in the misery. I'm weird aren't I? Sensible has always been my way though, and I guess this is another challenge I am having to be sensible over. Couldn't help taking this one to heart dad, this speaks so much of what I was feeling last night! HUGS...Dari xx
Edited on Jun 16, 8:22 p.m. because 'speed typing does not prevent typos'. -
oo I love the imagery
sort of gave me the creeps. Very well written.
keep it up GP.
Love
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This one's rather dark as well!
You really work with true forms well, you have a real knack for finding the perfect rhyme and phrasing to make the whole thing hold together - well done!
My only doubt is with the line beginning "O'er and o'er", partially because foreshortening "over" three times in one short poem doesn't work too well, but also because the first "o'er" is emphasised, which leads to that line having only nine syllables.
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Hmmm...Prowley...how I do love how your mind works.
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wow..fantastic....really great imagery....very vivid...I think the sonnet form really suits this...but it left me wanting more.....but still I liked it a lot....keep writing...Luv Caz
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very good. i like the immagry. very vivid. i love the sonet form. always have! great job.
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Nice
This is very desciptive, and not the traditional theme of a sonnet, but still, creative and overall very good! I really like this...dark and relatable...sometimes we all face hell before we fall asleep out of sheer exhaustion. Nice write. Keep up the good work.
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