Sunday, 17 July 2011

One Shoot - Insomnia





voices in my head
growing louder and angrier

unforgiven sins, past guilts
looming larger and darker  

i painted my face and wore a wig 

hoping that the shadowy fingers 
will not recognize me

and go away 



Author's Note:  This post is for the last One Shoot Sunday of OSP.  Interview and photography credit by the talented Rosie Hardy.  Thanks Adam and Chris for all your hard work and best of luck.


This is also my contribution for Poetry Jam hosted by Jessica Maybury.    I have decided to write an "insomnia poem" for the challenge.   Happily, I don't have this problem as I fall right into sleep once I hit the pillows.   


Shared with Thursday Poets Rally (July 14-20, 2011).   
Thank you for the The Perfect Poet Award of Poets Rally Week 48~


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35 comments:

  1. Glynn17 July 2011 at 10:01

    A perfect interpretation of the photo. Great poem.

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  2. dustus17 July 2011 at 10:24

    Wonderful poetic rendering of something many suffer through. Penned poetically and superbly. Cheers

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  3. Anonymous17 July 2011 at 11:27

    amazing, both photo and verse

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  4. Tashtoo17 July 2011 at 11:36

    ha! a feeling I can relate to all too well! :) Love the image you chose, and your words are perfectly presented to make an awesome presentation! Loved it, Poet :)

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  5. Pat Hatt17 July 2011 at 11:41

    Great play off the photo, you captured it wonderfully with this one. Yes all have suffered from this at least a little bit.

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  6. Louise17 July 2011 at 11:44

    I can relate to this...captured brilliantly! :)

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  7. Lolamouse17 July 2011 at 12:03

    Love your interpretation of the photo! Luckily, I don't have insomnia either. I have the opposite problem-can't stay awake!

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  8. Fireblossom17 July 2011 at 12:15

    I don't normally have this problem, either, but Thursday and Friday night I did. Could. not. fall sleep.

    And so this poem of yours, and Ms. Hardy's excellent photo, speak to me. I'm going to add myself to your followers, if that's all right.

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  9. Unknown17 July 2011 at 13:42

    you reminded me of Sylvia Plath and her bee poems, the way she repeatedly says that she turns into something else, hoping that the bees won't notice her. Nice work though.

    The photography on that site is beautiful.

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  10. Claudia17 July 2011 at 13:47

    unforgiven sins and past guilts can indeed become dark shadows and sometimes get larger than life....you captured the mood of the photo nicely heaven...love esp. the painted face and the wig part

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  11. hedgewitch17 July 2011 at 14:18

    Just read a very different take on this pic over at Henry Clemmons', yet both convey the sense of being hounded that you project and that oozes from the photo. I have insomnia frequently, but it has become an old friend of the body and not a harrowing of the heart as you portray here. Solid, well-conceived and well-executed piece, Heaven. Enjoyed it much.

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  12. Reflections17 July 2011 at 14:43

    Write to the core! Fabulous take from the photo, kind of haunting as can be those nights of waking hours... after hours... after hours.

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  13. Anonymous17 July 2011 at 15:07

    Very well crafted and thanks for sharing.

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  14. Brian Miller17 July 2011 at 15:25

    maybe that is what i need...a disguise...and you got pretty close to 160 didnt you....really concise write heaven...and yeah those shadows haunt for sure...

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  15. Helen17 July 2011 at 15:55

    WOW! What a great pairing of image and words ...........

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  16. Anonymous17 July 2011 at 16:21

    I hope the painted face and wig does the trick. ;-)

    Yes, great pairing of words with the photo.

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  17. ayala17 July 2011 at 16:34

    Nice write and interpretation of the photo :)

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  18. Monkey Man17 July 2011 at 18:13

    They do find you. Bet you could have done that in 160 characters....

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  19. Henry Clemmons17 July 2011 at 18:38

    Very nice interpretation and presentation of the image. I enjoyed it very much. Well written! Thank u 4 visiting my site and comment.

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  20. Chris G.17 July 2011 at 20:23

    Hm. Normally it's the clown doing the creeping out...but now, even the clown has fallen victim to the darkness!

    To the work, though - fine interpretation. Dark, haunting, trapped in guilt and the cerebral confines of the mind...splendidly done.

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  21. Gigi Ann17 July 2011 at 22:01

    I can relate to that, I have more nights than I wish to remember with insomnia. BTW thanks for your visit.

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  22. Margie17 July 2011 at 22:41

    Good job, Heaven.

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  23. tarunima18 July 2011 at 05:22

    picture and the poem match perfectly:)
    good job

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  24. Daydreamertoo18 July 2011 at 08:30

    Yes, insomnia can be a nightmare scenario for many of us. Time has a way of seeing to stand still when we can't sleep!
    A great write and a great read, too, thanks.

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  25. Scarlet18 July 2011 at 10:34

    Thank you for your lovely words.

    The original draft of this was longer but since I wanted to participate in Sunday 160, I edited it. I couldn't fit it still but the process helped me sort my thoughts and choose which few words to use for impact. I hope I did a good job~

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  26. Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis Hall18 July 2011 at 10:51

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    an official award for you at poets rally week 48.

    claim it, nominate another poet from poets rally for week 48...

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  27. Tim Keen18 July 2011 at 20:02

    Great poem. The pic is perfect for this, too.

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  28. Lucy Westenra19 July 2011 at 01:03

    The picture and the poem are just right for the subject of the prompt. (Thanks Heaven for your comment on mine)

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  29. Jinksy19 July 2011 at 06:07

    That is one scary picture - no wonder you have trouble sleeping after looking at it! LOL ♥

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  30. Anonymous19 July 2011 at 08:29

    That picture really is perfect, very scary indeed. Insomnia does lead to madness and it's unbelievably stressful, terrifying even and you've captured that perfectly!

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  31. The Bug19 July 2011 at 13:24

    On the rare occasions when I can't sleep this is EXACTLY what happens. All those past sins are GINORMOUS. I think maybe I'll try the disguise thing too.

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  32. Anonymous19 July 2011 at 14:07

    This poem struck me, the nights without sleep, very good read!

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  33. Cherlyn19 July 2011 at 16:09

    A wonderful picture and poem to match; your words really match the emtions of the photo, great job!

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  34. Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis Hall19 July 2011 at 19:39

    masterful,
    thanks for linking.

    let us know after you made 18 comments among your peer poets.

    cheers.

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  35. Anonymous20 July 2011 at 01:56

    of course i would read this when
    i'm having trouble sleeping. (:

    love the darkness.

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