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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=363454" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sleepless In Portsmouth</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=363454" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Two o’clock in the morning, <br>four hours before I go to work <br>and I cannot sleep. <br>My mind is filled with images <br>that should not really be there. <br>We are standing in an airport my wife and I <br>in a different country <br>looking for faces I hope I might recognise. <br>There are people all around us, <br>but those we are looking for <br>they are not there. <br>My wife is getting panicky. <br>We are strangers in a strange land. <br>For a month, I have had no contact <br>with those whom we are to meet. <br>I keep thinking of my friends <br>and wondering <br>have they forgotten me? <br>It is just a dream <br>I hope that will not turn into reality. <br>Still I am not tired <br>no matter what I do. <br>I close my eyes again, <br>but still no sleep comes. <br>Even if I can fall asleep, <br>the desertion dream comes again. <br>Nothing wants to make it go away. <br>Here I sit cigarette in one hand <br>and a cup of coffee in the other, <br>sleepless in Portsmouth. <br>Anxious. <br>Hoping what I am dreaming <br>isn’t going to come true. <br>Excitement some might call it, <br>but dread is my word for it. <br>The loss of communication <br>points to its possibility. <br>Is what I am dreaming a warning <br>of my future reality? <br>My life seems in tatters <br>and there is nothing I can do. <br>I am left in a limbo <br>with so much unsaid <br>and my torment goes on and on. <br>While all the time I am saying to myself, <br>come on David get back to bed. <br>How can I? <br>When all I see is nothing <br>at the other end waiting for me. <br>I am now beginning to wonder <br>if this was all a mistake <br>and what will be waiting for us <br>when we touch down <br>after nine and a half hours in the air. <br>All I can do is pray is someone <br>will say something to ease the anxiety I am feeling. <br>In the mean time, I will remain <br>sleepless in Portsmouth.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=363454" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">15 May 2009</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=David+Harris">David Harris</a></strong></div>