Insomnia
Night Comes
With Its Demons,
Stays Late Into My
Hapless Toss And Turn…
Brings Its Jabbing Thoughts
Of All My Yesterdays,
Leaves Me Tangled
In The Wet Sheets
Of Memories…
With Dawn,
The Weary Self Of
Bone And Flesh
Seeks Cessation
In the hopeful
Sunlight
Of Day.
©Billy Ray Chitwood – March 22, 2019
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I'm a young man in an old man's body, trying to catch up to myself, trying to find pieces of me I left back in a disconnected youth and the early years of manhood. I'm a stereotype of many in my generation who can play the 'blame game', yell 'foul', and 'let's start over'. But, we are what we are, the sum of all the scary kid-emotions we experienced, the gin mills and piano bars that became our sandboxes of pleasure - lotus eaters of the best (or, worst) kind, the love affairs that did not quite settle us down, the sad poetry and songs written in bars and motels along the way... A Dreamer! A Wanderlust! The world needs such fools as we to write our books, our poetry, our songs, to offset the madness that plagues the soul.
I've written fourteen books, over three hundred blog posts, in search of those pieces left somewhere in many parts of the globe. You can preview my books on the next page. There's even a Blog page...all my posts are not showing on this recently created blog page, but, if you want to read more, go to my official blog site and check out the archives: http://www.thefinalcurtain1
Writing for me is therapy for the soul.
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Well done, Billy Ray
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Thank you, John. ♥
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I can relate Billy Ray… hope you get some sleep soon. xox eden
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Thank you, dear Eden. ♥
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The joys of growing old- cold and tired all day, hot and uncomfortable all night! 🙂
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You know it, Jacquie… ♥
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Those sleepless nights are the worst! Loved the poem.
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Thanks, dear Denise. ♥
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Powerful writing, Billy Ray. Sleepless nights are rough, especially if they are spent with jabbing thoughts. All the best to you.
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Thank you, dear Gwen. Get that new book out… ♥
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I alliz say, if ya cain’t sleep write a pome about it. I don’t actually alliz say that, but it seemed appropriate after your poem. I hope you had a chance to glance at your Amazon review. I hope it is one of many glowing reviews on such a dynamic novel.
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Oh, My, Jay-Man! Your review makes all the pub rejections seem meaningless! Thank you, my good and beautiful friend in this dizzy world of writing…You honor me and make my week-end more enjoyable and my wife irritated with all my hopping about raving about your review! ♥♥♥
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Well done, Billy Ray. Nap time. 🙂
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Thanks, good friend! ‘LAZYBOY TIME!’ ♥
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Oh yessssss, you describe it perfectly. Those sleepless nights. 😦
I’m sorry if I missed a comment of yours (you just mentioned in my last post). Yikes. Darn. Please forgive!!! xo
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No ‘forgives’! I like ‘owe mes’! Tee-Hee! ♥
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