Sohbet – Insomniatic
Threads of thought tangled tight in my chest. Pain in taunt chords, keeps me from sleep. I search for the pill that will start their… Read More »Sohbet – Insomniatic
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Sohbet – insomnia, festering
How many drugs does it take to stop the thinking? What sedative will still this soul? The nights are long; the stories in my head… Read More »Sohbet – insomnia, festering
Poetry as a Metric
One of the sticks I use to measure just how excellent I am being to myself is how often I compose in my head (and jot down!) little bits of poetry. Getting it together to actually post here as a Sohbet is A+ gold-star life management.
What poetry actually measures for me is life-saturation of moments of stillness, time with a bit of quiet in my head. If you’ve been following me on twitter or paying any attention here, you’ll know there hasn’t been much coming out of me creatively. This is probably the most stressed I’ve ever been in my life (six hundred fifty one bad sectors on my hard drive was just the capper – I’m thumb-typing this whole post on my phone – twitch).
I had a lovely moment of stillness last week – before the cold, wet Autumn weather hit. I got to sit by a pond, enjoy the amber leaves and smile at the duck feeding in front of me. For the first time in weeks a wee little haiku stirred in my brain, which I subsequently forgot as I didn’t write it down.Read More »Poetry as a Metric
Sohbet – Corner Storefront
the shadow of the highrise slides northward the sun has not yet reached the diner But it warms the storefront on the corner where two… Read More »Sohbet – Corner Storefront
Sohbet- Sometimes You’re the Windshield
Back in the Fall when I was really sad, I wrote a country song. It made me really happy. Hope it helps cheer you up… Read More »Sohbet- Sometimes You’re the Windshield