National Poetry Month Day 7: Pesky

There is very little that disturbs my sleep, and for that, I consider myself very lucky. Even with all the uncertainties and resulting fears of this pandemic, I rarely have problems sleeping.

But there are times–like last night–when I wake and my mind begins to fill with thoughts that even if chased away, pop up again, like stubborn whack-a-moles.

I hope you’re sleeping well. ❤


Click HERE to read the post that kicked off a month of writing haiku, in celebration of National Poetry Month.

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