Middle of the Night

T’s 1:00AM and I am cozy under covers

I await the moon to move to my view

soft music from my headphones

my mind gathers visions at this hour

what shall I do with my begging neurons?

they needle me to pen

 

Express myself!

urge to write notes regarding my notions

I have memory of a dream last eve

at first a secret, then my muse wishes me to share

yet the moon must shroud my room with light and shadows

to allow my writing

my music must be in tune with my inspirations

 

I launch some scribbles on a note pad

and read them to my muse

she smiles from afar

I yawn three times

my eyes are at half mast

it is now 2:00 AM, my head nods

I awaken with startle and keep my notes close to my chest

thank the moon and close my eyes

 

 

Author's Note

prompt: Emma "why I write"
My Photo!

Reviews

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You know I love your stories and I haven't had the chance to read them for a while and now I can't find them! While I was looking for it I found this poem and aha it's very important to know why you write before reading the story from the beginning! and it gave me the answers I needed, it's really beautiful and I can imagine you like this... I also loved your photo! Please keep writing like this!
PS: if you can tell me the second book's first poem's name I'd be very happy!
Take care!

[Betty Hermelee]

Dear Beren
thank you for reading this poem…. i appreciate your reviews…. my first poetic prose novel is “At Bridge’s End”…. the one i am putting up,on the Cafe by episode is the sequel to the first book…has no name yet!
thank you for your excellent reviews🌷🌷🌷🌷
Warmly, B

[John the Baptist]

B.,I wish I could develop a system as efficient as yours. When I turn in I place my notepad beside my bed, in hopes something will come to me from dreamland, in the way of Robert Louis Stevenson. Unfortunately, my dreams seem to be fugitives from mental hospitals, making no sense at all, and in the first minutes after awakening I feel like a dud resurrection, hoping that coffee will save me. I usually get my inspirations in the daylight hours, when I least expect them.

[Betty Hermelee]

thank you my friend, really nice review…i guess everyone has their clock for writing.. ideas could pop in anytime!🌷🌷🌷🌷
Warmly, B

[Vol]

Betty,
You too? Everything I write comes from a soup of memories, dreams, people and stuff from who k where?` are you okay... haven't seen you for a little while...
Vol

[Betty Hermelee]

thank you dear Vol, first a dear old friend passed away…then another friend just broke her neck on a fall, so i’ve been helping her and her daughter…. just pre- occupied, but am still writing when i get a moment ( like now at 1:00 AM! 🌷🌷🌷

[Vol]

Cool... I worry a little...

[Betty Hermelee]

i’m back in fair to good shape!👍

[Vol]

Betty,
WELCOME HOME! I spent months taking care of my mom last year... leave next week for North Carolina to begin again... so I know what it is to give your time and energy for the benefit of those we love...
Vol

[Samuel Dickens]

You are wiser than I am. When I'm in bed and get an inspired idea, whether from a dream or just thinking, I say to myself, "I gotta write this down as soon as I get up in the morning!" You know what happens next. Yeah, I get up and think, "Now what was that great idea I had last night? Maybe I'll remember it later...."

[Betty Hermelee]

thank you dear Sam, got to write it down when it hits you…or else, a sweet review🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷
Warmly, B

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I can relate to this. A lot of my poems arise when I am trying to sleep.

[Betty Hermelee]

thank you for a fine review, likewise!
warmly, B🌷

[Lorry]

And yes, what a very good impression of Emma joy you do! 😃
Tucked up against the backdrop of moonlit clouds and her propensity never switching off, even when time tells her it's sleep o'clock, as she tries to fit one or fourteen other things in to her day!
Oh, it wasn't an impersonation and you too suffer from brainnotswitchoffitis?
I'm very sorry to hear that and may I offer you my sympathies. I don't suffer the same terrible fate, but rather it's polar opposite, briandontswitchonitis!
😃

[Betty Hermelee]

gad you can do that dear Lorry….
your typical clever review….how do yo think up those names? thank you muchly!🌷🌷🌷
Warmly, B

[Michael Sun Bear]

Good evening Betty. I was the victim of a sealed adoption and know nothing of my birth parents nor the possibility of siblings. Upon carefully reading your poem three times I felt I had found a sister. You have so accurately described many of my nights, awake in the wee hours, headphones on with carefully chosen favorites from Spotify, taking the seemingly random words and inspired phrases I have collected in my mind over hours or even days, and arranging them to coalesce into a poem I feel I may share. I hope for sleep; if lucky I fall into sleep, head hanging over my writing. Thank you for your beautiful poem that makes me feel less alone in those sleepless hours of the night. MSB

[Betty Hermelee]

Dear Michael
so happy this poem had a positive effect n you….thank you for your very honest and fine review
Warmly, B🌷🌷🌷🌷

[Betty Hermelee]

i can be your adopted older sister! i guess we process alike! anyway, thank you for a very honest and generous review🌷🌷🌷🌷
Warmly, B

[MCS]

The night sky is a powerful muse. I loved this piece, and you capture the fuel that prompts artistic expression. Great image!

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you so much, greatly appreciated🌷🌷🌷
Warmly, B