sleep – Beneath The Canvas

The Nesting Ground

As I recline into the nesting ground of my thoughts My eyes evade retiring for the night. It wonders and longs to be seduced by the blue lights under the covers as my ears perk at the passing sirens still parading while the city sleeps. If I could cradle and swing my scattered mind to sleep,ContinueContinue reading “The Nesting Ground”

She waits…..

All alone in the twilight hour….she waits for her mind to catch up with her lifeless body…just so she can rest for the night. All thoughts are processing, replaying and pausing and deleting. Trying to forget or remember or leave all behind. She waits with patience while her heart reloads for the next round ofContinueContinue reading “She waits…..”