The journal-writing prompt for one of my classes today was "It's what I do in the middle of the night when I can't sleep." The following is what I came up with.
Interesting Side Note: One of the other English teachers in our school had her students make huge posters containing a poem on each. They are on the walls all over the place to help celebrate National Poetry Month.
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In the Middle of the Night
I pull my pillow
up around my head
like a taco shell
and dream spicy
metaphors,
images sprinkled
on my mind
like chopped tomatoes
and shredded cheese.
And if I can’t sleep
I’ll look out the window
at onion stars
and a sour cream moon.
2 comments:
girl,,, if you'd get up and eat something,, you would probably have no trouble falling asleep....
this is really very creative. and i have enjoyed reading some of your other poems as well. if you are in ME (somewhere i read that) i went to hs in cape elizabeth...did you happen to know elsie whidden? after she left c.e. she taught at deering h.s. for many years. i found out she retired last year or about then, and has had parkinsons for about 10 yrs (at least). sorry for the lengthy note...just curious if you are in that area.
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