Can’t sleep

Sleep won’t come.
Eyes close,
Mind full
Rubbish rules.
High pitch
Whine heard,
Tinnitus rampant
No peace.
Song repeats
Doesn’t help,
Dog turns,
Snores softly,
Lucky girl.
Play games,
Lights off,
Sleep won’t come
Before morning.


About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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10 Responses to Can’t sleep

  1. Sadje says:

    How often I have been there.

  2. blindzanygirl says:

    Oh NO Di. I was awake most of the night too, but nothing unusual there for me, tinnitus is HORRID. Hope it eases soon x

  3. pgraysurvival says:

    Sleep well tonight.
    Tomorrow is the start of the next chapter in your life.
    Think positive and things will get better for you, hubby, and Maggie.

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