My eyes are bleary,
Yes, weary.
Long hours I’ve spent
Staring at text,
Editing,
Suggesting,
Commenting.
My head is achy,
Yes, shakey.
Long hours I’ve spent
Thinking,
Writing,
Typing,
Encouraging.
My thoughts are jumbly,
Yes, tumbly.
Long hours I’ve spent
Considering,
Contemplating,
Postulating,
Populating.
My eyelids are droopy,,
Yes, loopy.
Long hours ahead
I”ll spend in my bed.
So off I’ll go,
Not a bit too slow.
©B. Donaldson, 2018. All rights reserved
one writer's journey 
Your great poetry was perfect for how I’m feeling…my Easter break begins in 18 hours…droopy, loopy! I know I can make it!!
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I hope you made it to Easter Break and are now enjoying some rest and relaxation! Happy Easter!
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I’m tired just reading this! And I’m on spring break! Your use of alliteration (I think that’s what it is here) makes your poem read so smoothly!
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I hope I didn’t make you too tired! Ha, ha. Enjoy your spring break!
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Great poem! Definitely makes the reader know how you feel!
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Thank you for the comment.
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