The Sleepless Midnight
A Haunting in Three Lines
Ravens stir the dusk,
echoes crawl through coffin wood,
midnight will not sleep.
About the Creator
Tim Carmichael
I’m a firm believer life is messy, beautiful, and too short, which is why I write poems full of heart and humor. I am an Appalachian poet and cookbook author. My book Beautiful and Brutal Things is on Amazon, Link 👇
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Congratulations on your win, Tim, and I must say that your image reflects your haiku perfectly!👏
Wooohooooo congratulations on your win! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
Tim, congratulations, please see below.
Tim, congratulations on being a runner-up in this contest. I had 35 of them in the contest. I still hope you read my entries in the poetry hunt contest
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Great depiction of the unsleeping midnight. Congratulations on your win Tim
Stunning work Tim! 💪🏾🎉
Well-wrought!
I wanted to write that it sounds like something Poe would write, if he'd ever written a haiku, but Margaret was faster in saying that. haha
I especially loved the second line!
Creepy! I didn’t realize you were a visual artist too that’s rad! How long did it take to paint that?
Awesome; sounds like something Poe would write.