Monday, December 11, 2006

Sleep Eludes Us

In the warmth of my bed

Silence broken
By rhythmic, reassuring cricket hymns

Staring up at the ceiling
Seeing dancing shadows from passing lights

Sleep eludes me
Images and noise stir my mind

Of men, women and children,
Shivering on scant, damp mats

Shrills fill the air
of babies’ wails and mothers’ weeping

Squinting at harsh lights
Glaring from above thin rusty roofs

Sleep eludes them
No comfort, no shelter, only grief of buried lives
And fear of another storm

Sleep eludes us
As sadness engulfs.


Anonymous said...

Wow! That's a lovely poem. Simple yet poignant.

Gypsy said...

Thanks. :) Hoping to do more than pray for the typhoon victims...

niceheart said...

I agree with swipe. And that's sweet of you to think of the homeless as you lay there awake at night.

Nostalgia Manila said...

It's been a great year for bloggers. May you prosper in the new year!

Wishing you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!

--Nostalgia Manila

Anonymous said...

... know what you mean... i get those "attacks" sometimes... but all we can do is help those that we could help... --- > jen (btw, merry Christmas!!! :- )