A Poet’s Reboot

Form: Arabian Sonnet in trimeter

I am too tired to dream
My heart to dark to beam
The light of love can seem
Beyond my soul’s esteem
I am too tired to care
If you are here or there
My words no longer share
My thoughts are all but bare
While I lay counting sheep
If I could simply sleep
And into dreams then creep
Into that world so surreal
Where I can rest and heal
So my senses can feel

©JG Farmer 2019

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