Insomnia haunts my nights. I have Restless Leg Syndrome, which usually results in cramps that start in my feet, go to my ankles, end in my calves. I get up and pace around, sometimes eating cookies. The eating cookies part results in high blood sugar, surprise! if I forget that bolusing is part of the equation. Last night my brain wrote a haiku as I stared at the dark ceiling. ( added the second verse on 5/30/17.)
Night
The night holds its breath
as the Witching Hour descends.
Please legs, go to sleep.
Sleep! I scold myself.
Look, the midnight witches fly.
I will count broomsticks.
Gertrude Waller (Trudy)