May 07, 2007

Sleep Haiku

Sleep pulls and gains strength
like a coming storm or tide –

inexorable.



When pretending sleep
my boy's eyelids flutter

as his dimples show.


(Thanks as ever to the women of
One Deep Breath
for their continuing inspiration.)

8 comments:

jem said...

These made me think a lot about genuine and pretend sleep. About the transformations in a persons being when they are genuinely asleep. Very interesting. Thanks for prompting the thoughts.

Sandy said...

The things a momma knows, I like your poems!

Regina Clare Jane said...

Hee hee- what a cutie! I like the contrast of the two pictures and their accompanying haikus!

Patois said...

I enjoyed these very much. I also looked at sleep in the manner of my son. I especially love your first haiku's use "pulls and gains strength."

GreenishLady said...

Sweet, sweet.

Unfolding Rose said...

oh, that's so true about sleep pulling like a 'coming storm or tide' - and I remember many occasions when I have tried to feign sleep and been betrayed by my face! i like your takes!

kintheatl said...

These are great. Your son is precious. Love the faker sleeper!

Pearl said...

Egad. I don't know which is sweeter, the dimples, the poem the photo. The whole post is wonderful.