5:26 a.m.
5:26 a.m.
by Debbie Feller
She awakes and asks
if I’m breathing
and could I stop.
It’s too loud.
I try to go back to sleep
without breathing
until 5:33 a.m.
when she asks
if it’s the wind
that keeps waking her
or is my mouth
open again.
-Refers from “knobs are open mouths” from the poem As I think of ways to pray by Theresa Senato Edwards.
3 Responses “5:26 a.m.” →
Rose AuslanderRose Auslander
June 16, 2011
Debbie, I loved this poem the first time I saw it — and still do. Will think about it often in the middle of the night
Theresa Senato Edwards
June 16, 2011
Debbie,
Thanks for being inspired by a phrase from my poem. Enjoyed yours!
Peace,
Theresa
Debbie
June 23, 2011
Rose . . please keep breathing, however loudly though, okay?
Thank you for always encouraging me and helping me!
Theresa . . .you are so welcome. I feel your poem needs something more substantial than this though! ha! I love your poems!