thoughts bounce, random and disjointed
to form an insomnious composition–
a study in sharp slivers of colored glass
that although beautiful,
remain opaque and terribly fragile
Night Thoughts
thoughts bounce, random and disjointed
to form an insomnious composition–
a study in sharp slivers of colored glass
that although beautiful,
remain opaque and terribly fragile
spanishwoods 
why is that so when we think at night? 🙂
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I don’t know why. My kids used to have meltdowns at night and my father in law, who suffered from dementia got a lot worse at night. I’ve always loved the night and the dark and have never been afraid of the night. But when I can’t sleep and when my thoughts start to wander, it is really exhausting. I think a lot of people can relate to troubling night time thoughts. Everything seems so much better in the morning.
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Beautifully penned, Sylvia!
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Thank you Eliza.
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Photo and poem perfectly complement each other; both beautiful. 🙂
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Thank you so much. The stained glass is designed by Louis Comfort Tiffany and is a detail in a larger piece at The Carnegie Museum in Pittsburgh PA.
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Ah interesting 🙂
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They can haunt as well as enlighten, only to be banished by the light of day.
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Very true.
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Very beautiful.
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Thank you.
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That’s a nice Tiffany lamp shade. Unfortunately, I can only the Tiffany style lamps. 🙂
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Well actually it’s not a lamp shade, it’s part of a huge panel. This is only a small detail of the entire piece. It’s really beautiful.
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