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Nocturnal Poetry


I dreamt a dream of poetry 
That was being written in my sleep
Nocturnal thought scanning 
For the perfect words to keep

Reading it over and over 
Making sure it reads just right
Only then to be awoken 
Before the morning light

Thinking I will remember it 
As my head is layed back down
Then again to awake 
With not a single word to be found

Being so upset for not writing  
The perfect poem that I dreamt
My day began with sadness 
And a brain thats been half spent

Now there is a pen and paper 
On the nightstand easy to find
Just waiting for nocturnal poetry 
That may flow from my sleeping mind



Dan Kearley:11-9-11

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Annabelle Jane

December 4, 2011 at 4:00 AM

Lovely Dan, and very true! Annie x

Dinda Minardi

November 22, 2011 at 8:19 AM

Thisis very good, dan. I like it so much, a bit twisted at the end, but it only gave a perfect flow. Thx for stopping by.

Dan Kearley

November 29, 2011 at 6:51 PM

Thank you for stopping by :o)

John Aaron Green

November 18, 2011 at 5:55 AM

wonderful,,,i just have scraps of paper laying around everywhere,,,lol,,,the life of a poet.......what to do...

Dan Kearley

November 29, 2011 at 6:50 PM

I know what your saying...Me to. Thanks for stopping by.

Eleanore Bourner

November 18, 2011 at 5:32 AM

excellent poem. this happens to me all the time! so now i carry around a little book and a pen just about everywhere :) have an awesome day!------Elly

Dan Kearley

November 29, 2011 at 6:48 PM

Ha,ha...Yes this is a true story.. :-)

Suzanne C. Goudreau

November 17, 2011 at 9:07 PM

A beautiful piece of poetry with a lovely inspiring note to it. It is with great pleasure to read you and I wish to express that you did an awesome job at expressing your thoughts so perfectly so and in such a nice poetic piece. Very nice!

Dan Kearley

November 29, 2011 at 6:48 PM

Thank you very much :o)

Ashek Rahaman

November 17, 2011 at 10:05 AM

FANTASTIC

Dan Kearley

November 17, 2011 at 12:40 PM

Thanks,I'm glad you enjoyed.. :-)

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

November 15, 2011 at 6:28 AM

So this happens to you, too! great expressive write for a familiar situation...I definitely understand. (And thank you for being a community builder and for unselfishly sharing your time to read and encourage poetry on this site. My life took a swift new direction about 8 months ago, and I have not been able to reciprocate. My thanks go to every community builder who enjoys poetry and encourages other poets, like I once tried to do. I love you…all! Lovingly, Dane Ann)

Dan Kearley

November 17, 2011 at 12:32 PM

Thank you very much! :-)

Laura Breidenthal

November 14, 2011 at 8:28 PM

Excellent piece, Dan! I loved it! ;) Always, Laura

Dan Kearley

November 17, 2011 at 12:33 PM

Thank you Laura. :-)

Elizabeth Wesley

November 14, 2011 at 6:37 PM

Isn't it a horrible feeling that one of your very best is lost!? It happens to me too and I'm too stupid to do anything about it at that hour. Fantasic write on a sad reality!

Dan Kearley

November 17, 2011 at 12:34 PM

Ha,ha. I was so pissed! Thanks Lizzy. :-)

Poet Destroyer A

November 12, 2011 at 11:46 PM

DAN, a very strong,, poem,, i'm glad you found a way..... Enjoyed ~Have yourself a wonderful night.. Take care ;-) ..LINDA

Dan Kearley

November 17, 2011 at 12:35 PM

Thank you Linda, :-)

Jeffry Cohan

November 11, 2011 at 7:39 AM

i wrote a novel and instead of paper i used an empty marlboro box for notes...why? read my poetry....you are good man, and check this out in my 2 years in n.y.u.i carried a double major in creative writing and analytical poetry...Professor Levin dug my streeet poetry...but he had one complain once and that was when i used the word 'dreamt" and he said ain't no such words..."it's dreamed" i bet him an B plus into an A if i was right..we both are but i got a B- just because he knew i was the street and that''s where i should go back to,...i did your poem ends perfectly but for the fact that you have a sleeping mind..mine is comatose FONDLY IN FRENCH FRIES, FRENCH WOMEN AND FRENCH KISSES (no,i saID WOMEN PHOOL!) ~free cee!~ Phreepoetry

Dan Kearley

November 11, 2011 at 10:24 AM

I changed it to dreamt...The reason that I had it the way it was is because I'm trying to stop using.. I .. so much in my poetry.But you were right it's Dreamt! I looked up Dreamed and found no def.But it does read better now that I changed it. Thanks.

Dinda Minardi

November 11, 2011 at 7:36 AM

Well, this is a strong poetry, Dan. I like how you started the poem... and the end...perfectly close it :) great package.

Dan Kearley

November 17, 2011 at 12:36 PM

Thank you Dinda, :-)

Carolyn Devonshire

November 10, 2011 at 11:33 AM

That paper and pen are your nocturnal journal, Dan. I used to do this, but in the morning I could never remember what inspired the words I'd written. Now I just get up in the middle of the night and jot it down quickly. Very nice flow to your poem and the message is one to which many poets can relate. Love, Carolyn

Dan Kearley

November 17, 2011 at 12:38 PM

But I can't write when I wake like that.My brain doesn't work..Ha,ha

Carol Sunshine Brown

November 10, 2011 at 5:53 AM

I have enjoyed reading your poetry and wish you the best in your writing endeavors whatever they may be Dan. May inspiration come into your soul each and every day. I will stop in at the Soup and see how you are doing from time to time. Love and best wishes always, Carol

Dan Kearley

November 17, 2011 at 12:39 PM

Thanks Carol :-)

Nancy Jones

November 9, 2011 at 4:53 PM

lol, it'll come, right? write on, dan, it will. here's to half spent brains!~N

Dan Kearley

November 9, 2011 at 6:28 PM

Hahaha... write on I shall...Spent indeed! :-) Thanks for stopping by.

Tracy Edwards

November 9, 2011 at 4:30 PM

The perfect dream lost in the rems of sleep, what a lovely write Dan..thanks for pointing it out for me, I really enjoyed it :) xx

Dan Kearley

November 9, 2011 at 6:25 PM

Thank you :-)

Dana Smith

November 9, 2011 at 3:24 PM

Ohh! I love the flow in this and the perfect rhyme! And lol that happens to me all the time. I'm writing in my sleep constantly thinking I will remember it and almost never do!

Dan Kearley

November 9, 2011 at 3:43 PM

It was such the perfect poem too. :-( oh well I'm sure it's in there somwhere...Thanks for the comment. :-)