Three AM
By Anne Mikusinski

 

Outside
The rain whispers
Playing counterpart to the sounds
Inside
Soft tapping of keys
Give birth to ideas
Baby-stepping their way
Across blank pages.
From another room
Brushed drumbeats and low strings
Spread light upon a scene of
Quiet work
And little sleep

 

Visitation

 

Insomnia issues an invitation
And you enter
Balancing on the
Edge
Of this restless and solitary
Bed
Your cool hand resting
On my forehead
Banishes
Fever dreams
And complications
With wordless music
And momentary peace.

 

Anne Mikusinski from U.S., has always been in love with words. She’s been writing poems and short stories since she was seven. Her influences range from Robert Frost and Dylan Thomas to David Byrne and Nick Cave. She hopes that one day, some of her writing will impress others the way these writers have had an impact on her.