Unsplash Grumpy skies,cranky flat cloudforms my pillow;tucked to one side.Thunder grumblesas letdown lightning strikes. Pitter-patter,pins and needles,my sullenness pours.Gurgling gutter,I’m pulled underan ill-tempered tide. My tension to keepin a sulky sleep. © 2022 | K.Hartless Sarah hosts today’s Quadrille at dVerse. Incorporate the word sleep into a 44-word poem.

A Sulky Sleep