The Thief in the NightA Poem by Michael Sun BearA cat burglar strikesHe has come yet again This thief of the night Crafty cat burglar Of our upper stories Does he come across the roof Pick the lock Find an open window? I am old I have no riches Yet he returns Strikes again and again Stealing the only thing of value He can find I had a small horde still left me But it dwindles, it dwindles I fear my fate when all is gone So ubiquitous this thief He’s been given a name: Insomnia Each night a miser I cling to my two or three hours Grieving in memory of the time I had sleep in abundance What will happen When he finally leaves me none? © 2025 Michael Sun BearReviews
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4 Reviews Added on December 14, 2025 Last Updated on December 18, 2025 AuthorMichael Sun BearShoreline, WAAboutOnce upon a time, a crazy, talented poet from across the Salish Sea told me of an intense dream she experienced in which she was given a strange title for a poem, but nothing more. She felt it import.. more.. |

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