"The desert bears only a scathing sun, and nothing more."
"What about mirages?"

Friday, April 1, 2011

Poem I - Insomnia.

Some obscure time
in the morning,
I lay away awake.
And I stare
at a ceiling
shrouded in shadow.
I know,
it's too late
to be thinking.
But it's also
too late
to drift to sleep.

- - -

The first poem of NaPoWriMo. :) I was so excited I couldn't lay in bed until morning, so I had to get up and just write something.

I'm going to do Script Frenzy as well this year, so I might post little blurbs for that as well. I've already decided that Johnny Depp would play the main character of this screen play. His face and tormented soul act (Secret Window, go see it!) was just perfect for the character I have in mind.


  1. What a great start! Very concise and oh, so familiar. I actually dreamed a first line for a poem when I napped this afternoon. Can't wait to see where that goes....

  2. I saw that movie. It was good. Anything from the mind of Stephen King is.


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