Blurred Reality

by Sherry Lynn   Nov 6, 2007


Weary eyes burned awake
Heavy head unable to rest
Days turn to nights
Nights turn to days
Still no rest to be had
Constant care
Around the clock
Every minute crucial
Critical care tended
Machines in every corner
Wires and tubes tangled about
These are the things
That now sustain you
Weary eyes and heavy heads
Unable to rest
Every moment given
Is me at my best

~~Sherry Lynn Hull Richardson

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  • 17 years ago

    by Pete

    This gives me a bit of a mixed message; I feel sorry for the subject in this piece as they obviously have an extremely arduous life .. It sounds like it may be insomnia or kids (a.k.a insomnia).
    Yet right at the end, you slap me with a twist as the subject is at his/her best when in this state.

    Brilliant use of imagery in this piece, really burns the scenes into your head.
    My personal preference would have been to see a rhyme scheme implemented anywhere in this poem, (for me) it would have made a very good poem simply irresistable.

    When I saw this title on your page, I was led to the false presumption that this was going to be about different views on life. I'm so glad I was incorrect, the title is perfectly apt for this piece, as every word contained within are the subjects "Blurred Reality".

    Wonderful insight into this subjects life / mindset.

    Keep it up .. I'm sure you will.
    ~Pete.

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