Where is sleep?

So many deep in slumber,
So many fast asleep.
But for a few of us,
Dreamland is out of reach.
Focused thinking about gentle waves lapping at the white sand beach,
The picket fence or hedge and fluffy bouncing sheep.
Many visits to the back of eyelids,
Concentrating on slowing how we breathe.
And yet the land of nod, the sand mans dream gift eludes me,
Please oh please j...

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 Amnesiacs

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Many times 'convenient amnesia' is all we have to survive and live another day.

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My heart bleeds
both fears and gladness
splattered tears
share pavement
spent poison darts.

My hand quakes
both words and gestures
symphonic songbirds
salve torment
spared iron brand.

My eye shuts
both dark and brightness
smothered landscapes
sparse wildernesses
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