Friday, April 19, 2013

Sleepwalking


thwack, thwack, thwack
like a cold hard slap
the rain wakes me
 
the wind howls
I listen intently
its message incoherent
 
my vision blurred
by water soaked windows
yet I rub my eyes
 
at four in the morning
a cat purrs loudly
 as I sleepwalk into the day

9 comments:

  1. What an amazing image. I love the blur.

    I must have been keeping you company, because my cough had me awake at 4 am as well. I still feel blurry.

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    1. Sorry to hear that . . . hope your day gets clearer as it goes on.

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    2. Thanks. Boston is on lock down. Scary stuff. We're out of the city, but still, that's our city.

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  2. beautiful image and words to go along ...

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  3. Beautiful - both words and image - you have evoked that night time waking feeling.

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  4. Wow. I love both parts of this and don't think I could choose between them :-)

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  5. Magical - both words and image.

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  6. I wouldn't want to do it every day, but there is something magical about being up at that time of day. Love the photo!

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  7. Kathryn: I'm connecting to you through the Art Blog Hop. You have great content. I love that you include poems with your images.
    Best wishes, KCW
    http://kennedycreativeworks.tumblr.com

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