intent on working opposite shifts
body on days, mind on nights
abruptly passing one another
in the clocking in, the checking out
motions by day, words by night
beating a non rhythmic pattern
with skull bones rattled lose
no coherent sense between them
"hush little baby, don't say a word
mamma's going to buy you a mockingbird"
chimes in on a repeat loop
ironic don't you think
seriously!
this lullaby stinks
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Love it. Love it a lot. The line about body and mind passing is awesome. Isn't it odd the things that get caught in our minds when they should be resting. Once I had two phrases "little green apples and it don't rain", just that much. Over and over. Often when I awake I have stupid songs they play during my strength training class at the gym. It just ain't right.
ReplyDeleteYou've caught both the repetitive antsy boredom and the frustration and out of sync feeling insomnia brings really well here, and the humor at the end feels very welcome and redeeming.
ReplyDeleteI can't say it better than Hedge already did. Love the shift worker mind.
DeleteKathryn, the imagery of different work shifts for body and mind works for me. In fact the chuckle and anger you give in this poem may act as a release from the very curse you are talking about. Thank you! BTW, I think the skull-bone song is on my poem for this prompt, "The Cure."
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely photo - all grey on grey.
ReplyDeleteYou have certainly captured the dissonance of insomnia in your lines.
Thanks Kerry . . . if only there was some magic cure for us all.
DeleteThe image of the mind and body passing each other punching a clock reminds me of the Sheep dog and Coyote from Bugs Bunny - yes I am lowercase highbrow.
ReplyDeleteCartoon characters . . . maybe I'll try picturing them to night. At least it will make things more amusing. :0)
DeleteThis cracked me up! I have to echo Hedge; you've really captured that frustrated feeling of being unable to sleep.
ReplyDeletelol
ReplyDeleteif you really have trouble sleeping, I'll share my secret. I sleep to the sound of rainymood.com - the only thing that breaks the loop for me Kathryn. :)
Great poem.
Kiss. <3
Thanks . . . love that link although I think it might just make me want to pee! :0)
Deletegreaaaaat - now I have the earworm. ~
ReplyDeletethe term 'earworm' always makes me giggle.
DeleteI love it!!!!!
ReplyDeleteIn my younger days I just loved writing .... randomly ....
diane @ thoughts and shots
"mind and body out of sync
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What a fantastic take. This is just wonderful.
Thanks De, it often feels that way.
DeleteI certainly relate to the mind and body being out of sync and working different shifts....your words are a perfect description of the insomniac writer
ReplyDeleteInsomnia seems to plague many of us. If only there was some magic elixir.
DeleteOut of sync...you told my story.
ReplyDeletelol...love the inclusion of the lullaby...yeah, some of them are rather odd to be said trying to sleep...the clocking in and clocking out...passing...yeah it def has the feel...
ReplyDeleteoy...time to get some sleep...smiles.
I know the feeling. Last night my repeat loop was Nine Million Bicycles in Beijing.... then I tried counting them. It's more fun than counting sheep I suppose.
ReplyDeletemind and body intent on working opposite shifts....hope it could be avoided...sigh...
ReplyDeletehaha, that does stink!
ReplyDeleteOh, you have captured so well the frustration of not being able to fall asleep. Sometimes my brain just goes round and round, repeating the same thing over and over and I can't make it stop. I love this idea of work shifts, checking in and checking out, passing each other.
ReplyDeleteSometimes I wake up feeling like I've worked a shift!
DeleteWell, you made me laugh and shake my head yes! xo Sweet capture of that mockingbird!!
ReplyDeletebeating a non rhythmic pattern
ReplyDeletewith skull bones rattled lose
no coherent sense between them
amazing stanza!
i agree, seems we're so busy that the mind, in order to create, must create a life separate from the working body and all our daily real-life duties!
stacy lynn mar
http://warningthestars.blogspot.com/
Ha! This made me smile... I can so relate!!
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