day 208

restless sleep; wrestling dreams
i rise in between thirst and tension
to a silent house, awaiting activity,
windows fogged from a damp night
with only my thoughts to accompany me.

so i let all remain blurred
until i softly focus.

7.27.17

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Eliza Alys Young, aka CreativEliza, is a free spirit, world traveler, creative expert, and part of multicultural family… Eliza shares her time between the US, Dominican Republic and beyond. When she is not caring for her high-energy kids, writing her poetry or for her blog, creating art or cooking up a storm, she is designing for her own company, Design Intense.

Category: 2017 Year of Poems, Poetry

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