haiku, Travels

Midnight muse

I was awakened in the middle of the night by an unfamiliar sound, one that grew as the wind picked up outside. Not making much of it, I shifted in bed and closed my eyes.

Again, I was awakened. This time not by sound but by words. I reached out for my notebook that was lying on the floor and began writing.

tend to your garden
all those things you said you would
even now they call

I settled back into bed. The sound outside persisted, but I turned away my ear. The words inside insisted, yet I listened.

go outside and see
hoping that the wind go down
will not make it stop

I got up and stumbled through the hall. The sound was coming from some metal decor my mom had put up. I took both down and made my way back to bed.

ahora si ya
puedo irme a dormir
bueno, lo dudo

What my writing looks like in the middle of the night and inscribed in the dark.

3 thoughts on “Midnight muse

  1. Kimi says:

    I can relate to this post, because like you I was awakened this morning to very distinct and disturbing outside sounds; ie, telephone ringing, servicemen at my door and dissatisfied tenants. I’m still waiting to hear my inside sound…

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    • Kimi, you have put it so beautifully, comparing the “distinct” outside sounds with the inside sound you’re still waiting to hear. Thank you for sharing where you’re at. You don’t know how much I appreciate you commenting. I hope your inside sound comes soon. Feel free to follow up and share; I’d love to hear what it is!


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