Night time Racing (Poem 5)

Fragments come in the early hours
Subconscious thoughts surface into clear concepts;
Newfound clarity, often gone by the time I rouse
Write it down and risk consciousness, recall only excerpts

Shut thoughts and ideas down to stay asleep or return to nod,
Deep calm breathing attempts to keep them at bay
Keeping busy on the daily road is a route well trod.
Go forward, do your thing, get through until again it’s time to lay

When the yielding of the goose down returns,
The light warm weight around me, the calm of dark, the cool of the cotton
The stillness of my outer shell brings time to race, my brain learns,
Time to process and develop during daylight hours is a skill long forgotten.

30th May 2019