Kingsbrae 18.2
18 June 2017
Insomnia
When the gate-keeper sleeps,
who will open the gate?
Dreamland lies before us
but the gate is closed.
Where now is the gate-keeper?
How many sheep must we count
before the gate-keeper comes?
What will we do if he doesn’t arrive?
Must we just stand here and wait?
The sheep grow weary before our eyes.
They age and become frail.
Who now will count the motionless flock?
Where is the gate-keeper? Who will open
the gate that leads to the land of dreams?
Who will open the gate?
rogermoorepoet 
I like it! Raw and all, but it will be interesting to see what you do with it. I often have trouble settling my brain down at night so I particularly relate!
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I may not touch it. I’ll wait a while and see what comes to me. I think it is good as is.
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I think it is too!
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I like the repeated patterns in the questions, reminding me of those late hours when the mind just can’t stop moving.
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It’s another allegory. I am not sure about it yet. Very raw and needs a bit more time to settle. It’s a sort of questing poem: not my usual style.
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