4am

It’s 4 am again

no moonlight

stagnant warm air

dark as the ace of spaces

foxes screaching

owls hooting

the clock ticks loudly

my heart thunders in my head

my mind wanders

everything seems deafining

every worry is enormous

every ache is intensified.

I am so tired

I just want sleep

will I ever drift off

or will I have to meditate

4 am is not a good time

to be awake

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Uninvited Ghost

There is something not quite right

Something feels a little weird

The door which I closed this morning

Is now ajar. I stand still

 

My heart beats loudly, inside my head

I walk into the lounge, its silent

I cant quite work out whats missing,

I stand still looking around

 

The fish pump is quiet, its not working at all

I look at the plug, its turned off

The phone is unplugged as well,

Something here is not right

 

I sit silently, I take it all in

An old lady died here last year

Is she trying to tell me something?

I really don’t want a ghost here.

 

I shake myself together,

It must have been me,

Not with it this morning,

There is no uninvited ghost here.