Sleep is a Cat

[Ann Mintz]

Sometimes, sleep wraps itself around me like a beloved friend, and seamlessly, today becomes tomorrow.     Sometimes, it teases,  dancing just out of reach. 

When my husband calls, sleep runs to him like a dog,  loyal and loving.  For me, sleep is a cat, willful and wild.  Chase a cat and she runs away. Sit still and she approaches, purring in your arms when you least expect it. 

[jkdavies]

nice metaphor ;) however in my experience all you need to call a cat is a stinky meat treat... not sure I want to sleep with that smell around ;)

[Jeanette Cheezum]

Sometimes our best writing comes to us when we're asleep. I believe your cat may be your muse.

[Gita]

Willful cat. Isn't that the truth? Well said.

[Judith Podell]

I'm sorry to hear that you've had a rough summer and glad to see that you're back.  And this is a beautiful piece.

[Ann Mintz]

Funny thing is that after a long period of writing nothing, this came to me almost complete during a long, sleepless night!

[Mike Handley]

Well done, Ann. This REALLY works.

[Ann Mintz]

Thanks for the comments, and nice to see you all again--I've had a difficult summer.  It's good to be back.

[bolton carley]

this reminds me of that poem by carl sandburg about the fog.  such a peaceful way to think of it. 

[Bill Floyd]

Good metaphor.  Cats are languid, yawning beings.

[Toby Tucker Hecht]

As an insomniac I can related well to this.  My husband is a great sleeper; all he has to do is put his head on the pillow.  For me the cat metaphor works--when you most want sleep, it doesn't come, but if you give up trying it approaches.