Sleep Punching

The dark of night
My body lay dormant on cotton white
The feeling of falling but did not wake
For want to sleep for sleeping’s sake

It then arose
A sense while sleeping, I then had froze
I knew at the moment I’d open my eyes
For a pain had come, now paralyzed

It was a hand
Why in the night she had slapped this man
I did not know, she was still fast a sleep
So I rolled back again without making a peep

Come the morn
I asked her why her feelings were torn
She said she knew not what she did
However, this black eye could not be hid
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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February 19, 2009 at 10:15 AM
Very clever, Michael! How would you like to sleep with someone who talks constantly in their sleep? Unfortunately, I talk and my sister walks in her sleep. I only remember the dreams if I awaken immediately after or during the dreams. Don't hold the slap against her; "Please forgive me; I know not what I did." As for the black eye, try some ice. It works for me. Love this work. Thanks for your comments on "Poetry?" Love, Carolyn
Richards Avatar
February 19, 2009 at 8:27 AM
An ice pack might help!! (you sure that you didn't forget your anniversary or something??! ) just joking! ~ love, Carrie
Gass Avatar
February 19, 2009 at 8:08 AM
This is great Micheal. I can see the humour in this but also dark mystery (unless I'm toally off). Excellent work! Love, Robin Thanks for your thoughtful commen. It was just a moment! :)
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February 19, 2009 at 5:25 AM
Nice poem Michael, I bet that makes it hard to fall asleep...Raul
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