A Goodnight Poem

The room is finally quiet so I can finally think
Yet my brain seems to be sleeping or on the brink
A poem deep and meaningful I wanted to write
Instead I'm yawning in the dark of night

My creativity must be waning along with the moon
As the clock ticks, I see it will be morning soon
The peaceful time coincides with the time I must rest
So this goodnight poem may not be my best

Perhaps tomorrow I'll become inspired
I'll write something lovely before becoming tired
In the meanwhile, I think I am done for the day
So this goodnight poem is all that's left to say
Photo Credit: My own +Late-night-ramblings +Jillybean1222-poetry +Poetry

I originally published this in Bubblews in Sept 2014