Poetry Contest Entry
Artist - Alfred Gockel
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Solace
~By Babel
Can’t sleep. Listless, restless,
Yet not tireless.
Soul sickened by too much living
And not enough loving.Escape?
It’s a tempting thought;
Run away with your tail between your legs.
No disgrace, no shame . . .Yet no solution, either.
To run may provide but a passing relief,
A mere temporary refuge.Therefore, I’ll wait a while
Not happy, but hopeful
Ready to cope, if not conquer,
And sleep once again.
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