I COULD NOT SLEEP

I Could Not Sleep
Because there was so much more to do
I could not close my eyes
When things were not thru
Not with my long-time lover
Or my daughter
Nor my sons
I could not sleep until it was done

I had to show what I could do
I could actually aim
Plan and bring
Vision plus clarity
Pulled up on a string
By a rope with rungs
I Could Not Sleep
Until it was done

I would need one good word-Go!
Two, good words insure that I might
Come awake in the middle night
No sleep will remedy my plight
Just the pleasure of being
Creating and Succeeding
Thinking and willing myself to Act!

by Earthene Fleming
April 1, 2004


Author's Comments:
"I forgot that I had composed this poem. It was another tribute to the lonely night of working alone. You might have read my: "Lord, Let the Morning Come".