James Marshall Goff Poet Couplet

Middle Sleep

Between sleep and awake I’m free
Navigation comes easy for me

Along fault lines of earthquakes I travel
With barely a ripple of gravel

Equations and troubles I conquer
My victories soar above squalor

If wakened I hasten my return
To slumber in peaceful nocturne

O.... the grandeur I reap
My magical place         middle sleep

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Zzzzz Zzzzz May 5, 2011 at 11:43 AM A nicely thought out poem. Sleep and dreams are popular subject matter for poets, but you have mined this particular seam quite well.

Carol Sunshine Brown January 21, 2011 at 6:14 AM Thank you for sharing your wonderful poetry with us Jimbo. I enjoyed reading it today. May you have a wonderful weekend and always find inspiration to continue your writing. Love, Carol

Andrea Dietrich January 20, 2011 at 3:56 PM James, I don't like middle sleep. I just keep thinking that if I don't get back to the "real thing" my whole rest time will be wasted. Anyway, you make it sound very interesting, like something not to be missed! LUv, Andrea

Dr.Ram Mehta January 20, 2011 at 2:57 PM You have taken a pleasant flight of imagination to reap the grandeur in the middle sleep, Jimbo

Carolyn Devonshire January 20, 2011 at 2:42 PM Isn't it amazing what we can do in that state between consciousness and sleeping? I'll be looking for you as I soar above the earth tonight in this state. Sort of like an out-of-body experience, Jimbo. Love the topic and you did a terrific job with the poem as well. Love, Carolyn