A streak of lightning
A shriek of thunder
A foreboding
Of a dreary rain
For a weary brain.
Despite taking a pill ,
I lay awake still
Elbows at the window sill,
Hands against my cheeks.
I can hear
Down in the still waters
Of the murky creek,
frogs croak
and the ticking of the clock.
the sound Of the midnight train
Comes to shake The windowpane
And with it comes the rain.
No rubbing the eyes
No yawning
So , another sleepless
Dreamless night
In the offing.
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This is my first thursday poets’ rally poem , I hope you ‘ll love it.I’d like to thank Jingle for giving me the opportunity to take part in this rally.This is her blogging home:
http://jingleyanqiu.wordpress.com/
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