A Day Unresolved

So unasleep, the sheet’s
a beach of footprints
waiting for the tide.

Her shape question-marked,
crucified, an inquisition
scales her eyes.

Wincing at infinities,
she stares a spot
and picks at it.

Each star a prick,
a javelin
thrown across the centuries

makes waves
just deep enough to swim
before light breaks

her open skin.



Poetry by Ray Miller
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Written on 2025-02-21 at 19:24

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2025-03-03


Ray Miller
Thanks, D G Moody.
2025-02-24


D G Moody The PoetBay support member heart!
The first stanza immediately hooked me; a poem that skilfully evokes a sleepless night.
2025-02-23


Ray Miller
Thanks Isabelle. It's meant to be about anxiety, sleeplessness, a nameless dread, I suppose.
2025-02-23


IB M The PoetBay support member heart!
I enjoyed this, each stanza gave me much to visualize and get a sense of the moment described. I got anxiety and apprehension by some of the words chosen, but you get the sense something unknown is coming or perhaps looming over this character. There's a strong mood in how it's described. Anyway, just my impressions, of course... :) Thanks for sharing...
2025-02-22