Sleepless Nights

On sleepless nights, beauty reveals itself.

backstory: Between the restless planet, pandemic and unrest in the world, it can be difficult to sleep at times. Luckily we have a warm weather, at present. So, when I struggle to sleep, I take my camera and sit outside. And if I’m lucky the moon will come out to play hide and seek with the clouds.

p.s. I’m also linking to Writers’ Pantry, Poets & Storytellers United.

Khaya Ronkainen
Khaya Ronkainen is a writer, poet and blogger. Her blog focuses on poetry and creative nonfiction, and also features poets and their books.

28 Comments

  1. That is a lovely way to find sleep. It is still warmish here in the Philadelphia suburbs. But it’s nice to have a sweater or a throw blanket (Darling Youngest has enough of those to make a magnificent blanket fort!) when sitting on the back porch in a late summer evening.

  2. Thank you, Rommy. 🙂 Ah, since I drafted this post, the weather has been cooler. Slowly the season for sweaters and throw blankets is slowly creeping on us too. Like your Darling Youngest, I love those throw blankets especially during autumn nights.

  3. I’m glad you agree, Robin. Because it’s just become increasingly difficult to see beauty (for me, at least) with all that’s going on in our world.

  4. I had a sleepless night just recently – the beauty that came to me was reading your poetry! Also in discovering an incredible South African classical guitarist (Derek Gripper) who has adapted the West African Kora tuning and repertoire to our instrument in common.
    Your photo expresses what I felt!
    hugs

  5. Hey Laura, thanks for the introduction to Derek Gripper. One of the disadvantages of having two homes is the difficulty I have in keeping up to date with all new developments, especially in the culture and art scene. I’ve lived in South Africa for years, and when I visit nowadays, I feel more like a tourist. So, I really appreciate this as I’m always interested in what is happening in the art scene. And I will definitely take time to learn more about Gripper’s music. Hugs!

  6. What a marvelous wsay to spend a sleepless night. Thank you for sharing.

  7. I love it when Nature offers her gifts exactly when we need them. How wonderful that you can walk outside at night and have a party with the moon. Next time I can’t sleep, I shall walk to the balcony and look for the moon… If she isn’t out, I will tell my plants about it.

  8. The Moon is a good friend of mine. I note her comings and goings every month, and talk to her. One of my aunts used to tell me no matter were we are in the world, we all see the same moon, and if I talk to the moon, she will hear me. This aunt has been gone almost 3 years now, but I remember her words, and think of her fondly on moonlit nights.

  9. Nature is generous, and seems to know when we need her gifts most. And yes, please do walk out to your balcony on sleepless nights! It’s amazing what one can see and hear in those quite moments of the night. I imagine you talk to your plants all the time, and the presence or absence of the moon wouldn’t deter you…lol 😀

  10. I had read with great pleasure and fascination your musings on comings and goings of your friend; the moon. Seriously, you write so beautifully about the moon that it really takes a life of its own on your paper/computer screen.

    Now, what your aunt told you is really intriguing. I never thought about all of us seeing the same moon, no matter where we are in the world. And yes, moonlit nights are perfect for spending with or remembering loved ones, bless your aunt’s soul.

    Ooh, what a little moonlight can do! These are Billie Holiday’s words not mine. <3

  11. I like the idea of going outside at night with a camera and watching the moon play hide and seek. I’ve missed your posts, Khaya. Busy here taking care of grandbaby.

  12. Oh, what better joy than take care of your grandbabe! Have fun with it as I’ve heard they grow fast. 🙂 And thank you so much for popping by, I appreciate your visit. <3

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