Disorientation

 

Disorientation

 

The whistle of a distant train pierces the night

Loneliness swallows the darkness

Unspoken words consume the mind

Strange thoughts invade reality as walls close in

Time painfully creeps by until almost at a stand still

Slowly strangling the will of its ability to resist

A disoriented half dream world

where corners of the imagination

shatter into vibrant fragments

In the eternal plight of sleeplessness

 

Ann Christine Tabaka

 

Ann Christine Tabaka was born and lives in Delaware.  She is a published poet, an artist, a chemist, and a personal trainer.  She loves gardening, cooking, and the ocean.  Chris lives with her husband and two cats.  Her poems have been published in numerous national and international poetry journals, reviews, and anthologies. Chris has been selected as the resident Haiku poet for Stanzaic Stylings.