10-22-2018, 09:43 AM
so much to like, this stanza just one of many;
I prefer to sleep at night,
but not before I explore some;
the midnight tides of far off howling,
and the random cough of an outside neighbor.
I don't know how people think
when it's quiet.
But me, I walk, look around,
pick a spot to listen.
There are dreams to come, but night is here;
and I've wasted so much time.
So many nights inside
i think there's a couple of lines that could have better enjambment but so much to like, it reads as poems within poems.; not just the three sections but different poems with in each section. i like how you interweave the night with your mind.
I prefer to sleep at night,
but not before I explore some;
the midnight tides of far off howling,
and the random cough of an outside neighbor.
I don't know how people think
when it's quiet.
But me, I walk, look around,
pick a spot to listen.
There are dreams to come, but night is here;
and I've wasted so much time.
So many nights inside
i think there's a couple of lines that could have better enjambment but so much to like, it reads as poems within poems.; not just the three sections but different poems with in each section. i like how you interweave the night with your mind.