Sleep less

by T.P. Wilkinson / March 10th, 2019

with the left
or with the right
pace is only half
brought to target
added speed
hand and arm
direction need
bowling’s hard
like fielding deep
it gets no easier
in dreams or sleep.

all that’s left
some that’s right
from thoughts
thought less
throughout the night
on autumn trees
remaining leaves
among the blossoms
without the bees
no summer fruit
reaped from these

T.P. Wilkinson, Dr. rer. pol. writes, teaches History and English, directs theatre and coaches cricket between the cradles of Heine and Saramago. He is author of Unbecoming American: A War Memoir and also Church Clothes, Land, Mission and the End of Apartheid in South Africa. Read other articles by T.P..

This article was posted on Sunday, March 10th, 2019 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.