I hate lying awake in bed at night. I am so exhausted, yet I am thinking about my long day.
The heavy traffic on the way to campus, sitting in demanding classes, long lines at dining halls, doing homework, cleaning a dirty room, etc. It is so draining! Where does the day go?
It takes a long time for my mind to wind down. The minute I get to shut my eyes (mirror of a myriad) and finally sleep, it is heaven… Anyway, I wrote “Mirror of a Myriad,” to explain this process my mind goes through, before I sleep. Enjoy!
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Mirror of a Myriad
Like pressure of a thousand hands
pushing down on daily demands,
the blinds, a cozy coverlet,
slickly butter over it.
the mirror of a myriad.
Mirror reflecting metal heaps bundled in numbered routes,
feet jumbled as ants on fallen bread,
rows and columns of tallied heads.
Mirror of branched arms,
flailing like a chimpanzee,
or wheat grass in a wind storm,
whipping around me.
Mirror of round fruit on oval plates,
next to triangle pizza and fried strings,
cylinders filled with dark carbonates.
Mirror of hard-back collections of truth,
ink soothes the sheets, lead scrapes the lines,
written images of the mind.
Mirror of an unshaven lawn
material molded to bedroom floor,
monitoring neighbors’ multiplying spawn.
Mirror of lingering sliver of lemon,
sour from the fleeing day,
now about sugar-coated in
the night’s navy spray.
Wallowing in a cocoon of worry,
like a caterpillar on a shaking leaf,
the mirror folds its portly visionary thoughts
closed
and sighs with relief.
-Meg Ebersole
Quote of the day: It is better to sleep on things beforehand than lie awake about them afterward. -Baltasar Gracian
I really like the imagery in the stanza about the “lingering sliver of lemon.”
I thought the sweet and sour analogies for the relief of night and day to day stresses were really cool.
Keep up the good work!
This poem is beautifully written….I especially
like ” the blinds, a cozy coverlet, slickly butter over it .”
A restless mind in the evening light is keen to the details swirling around the stillness…
Thank you Meg….well crafted blog !
I really like this post. I think it is because I can completely relate to you. Whenever I have a free second in the day, especially before bed, even though I should be relaxing, about a million and a half things are running through my mind. I think it was a really clever idea to write a poem about it. I usually just try to write lists so I can organize everything I am thinking. Maybe I will try writing a poem
I really like this post. I think it is because I can completely relate to you. Whenever I have a free second in the day, especially before bed, even though I should be relaxing, about a million and a half things are running through my mind. I think it was a really clever idea to write a poem about it. I usually just try to write lists so I can organize everything I am thinking. Maybe I will try writing a poem
Thanks Meg.