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Writing All Night

It's driving me crazy, this madness in my head Songs, poems, and others, that pull me from my bed I must get them down, right now, while they are here If I sleep, and wait 'til morn, they will be unclear What can I do, my mind's awake, so I must do the same And if I miss out, on something good, that will be my shame Up in bed, but all alone, is my wife of many years I'm just below, pen in hand, sleep now, have no fears I'm working it out, writing it down, it will take a while I'll bring your coffee, when you wake up, just to see you smile If your alert, and you don't mind, I'll read my latest thing I so want, to hear your thoughts, the one who wears my ring I know it's endless, it just comes out, just what can I say I can't suppress it, can't contain it, can't make it go away If you get tired, of all my rants, tell me please, my love For as you know, I'm a little slow, sometimes I need a shove Give it time, I work in fits, and soon the end does creep I'll shut up now, 'til your alarm, You go back to sleep

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 1/7/2014 9:22:00 PM
Interesting.
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Date: 1/7/2014 9:47:00 AM
I love this Steve. This is exactly what happens to me as well. I wake up in the middle of the night and just start writing. If I don't I'll totally loose it.
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