UNDISCIPLINED Poems Left to Their Own Devices is a collection of poems by Jan Price, poems about life, her life, what can go right and what can go wrong in life. These poems are all over the place, not disciplined, left to be read as they are. My friend who read through from front to back, each poem in this book, closed the back cover and cried. Sidney, in that moment, gave me the highest compliment. I have met my goal and look forward to others reading and responding to my poetry.

 

WHEN NIGHT FALLS

by Jan Price

When night falls

I wonder if

I’ll toss about

And twist and turn

And fling and flop

Upon my back

And set my mind

To clearing out

All the thoughts

That fret and flow

Out of my head

And then back in

Then it happens

As I wished not

The toss-about night

It is just that

And here I go

And finally gone

Drift off and hope

I’ll make it through

Night still to come

Without another ses-

sion of no fun

Back to sleep

Until the next

And hopefully not

For at some point

The morning comes

And light shines in

I see my covers

All tied in knots

And wonder what

Happened here

And then I see

In the mirror I pass

The day of the night

The night put asunder

 

 

 

By a body unprepared

To sleep throughout

With a mind joined in

Now eyes all day

That want to sleep

Mind and body too

Night falls again

And wonder no more

Surely the frenzy

Will not make its way

Back into my bed

This night after that

I can count on rest

Ready to get in

And drift off again

This time until morning

Awake up and out

To make a bed

Somewhat in place

For a new day

With eyes wide open

A smile as I pass

That mirror that tells

The truth once more

And hope that night

That was so rough

Won’t happen again

But soon enough

Then will appear

A toss about night

I will survive

And thankful not every

Single night

Suffer these breaks

In sleep rejuvenate

So not to worry

So not to fret

Most nights are restful

And that is just that.