My dreams keep me awake
Tossed
Twisted
So lost in sheets of sweat
Unfound
Bound
In knots of silk with frowns
In darkness waves I drown
So tossed
So lost
So round in squares of doubt
Yet
My dreams
Keep me
Awake
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For Gay Cannon’s prompt at dVerse Poets Pub
Call me Hanq 
even with doubts….it is good to still dream you know…i like the sound of tossed and lost together…even worked in some nice allit henry…i could think worse things than dreams to keep me awake too…
Yes, it’s a good thing. Dreams keep us alive/awake. Thanks
Dreams do keep us on edge sometimes don’t they…I had one make me sleep in this morning. I do love your effective use of the poetic tools, the going round in squares of doubt…like that!
Henry, I really like the intensity of this. Your words evoke such raw emotion, as well as an anguishing physicality. Hold true to that passion, it will lead you to those dreams. 🙂
Anguishing physicality, I like that. You can visit as often as you like. Thank you for your kind words and advice.
You are very welcome, Henry. I have read several of your poems and I always look forward to reading your work. 🙂
oh they can surely keep us awake and rob us off the possibility to dream new ones…love the contradiciton in this..
Thank you, Claudia, for that keen eye! I did not recall reading about that tool. Have a great day.
i like the little rhymes, they remind me of little kicks in a folk dance
kooky kinesthetics
..dreams keep us awake — true that… but not always meant to be that way… it must make you move and know you’re not just left dreaming but rather living on it… smiles…
yes both kinds of awake, hopeful and full of adrenaline. great poem
Know what?
none of the ‘tools’ are obvious. Well done, using them to such effect.
Your use of assonance and alliteration create a strong, melodic piece. The tossing and turning feel real, and the sensation is oh, too familiar!
Love the way this reads!
I love the way this feels when I read it aloud. Plus I am a sucker for some alliteration.
Good poem for reading aloud, succinct & rhythmic.
Ever go back to sleep & have the same bad dream take right back up where it left off?
Night terror sufferer…go figure! Yes…the sleeves on my jacket get longer every season…nightmare keep me awake…but my dreams don’t let them win. As always, the music and rhythm pour from your words. It’s been quite an adventure 🙂 My apologies for being so absent…but my new collection comes out tomorrow..edits and promo have meant I haven’t been a very good reader! I beg forgiveness…and look forward to returning to normal!
Thank you again. Looking forward to your collection. Congrats. You’re my fav reader and no forgiveness is needed to be asked for. Enjoy your book.