Sleep Talking

You're "Talking In Your Sleep" again
If ask you about name, you won't feign
Just act dumb unconcerned

You're "Talking In Your Sleep" again
This time a very different pain
Tears from lover that's spurned

Tears flow because I don't constrain
Unfaithfulness you'll not disdain
This sore heart will sit churned

You're "Talking In Your Sleep" profane
Last time I'll hear her name and retain
I have totally learned


Contest: Write Me A Lightfoot Poem
Sponsor: Francine Roberts
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Devnath  Avatar
April 22, 2012 at 11:40 AM
Wonderfully penned a sweet truth, no one is safe if 14th line repeats in dream. Loved my fried, always bl
Dietrich Avatar
April 20, 2012 at 8:52 PM
good take on the song title Talking in your sleep. I sure remember that song. I am impressed by how many songs tihis dude actually wrote!!!
Onclaud Avatar
April 20, 2012 at 11:32 AM
sara dear.. are you having TPS technical problems.. i can't comment on blogs and write soup mails, awhhh!...yes, i have mailed TPS many times over!...hope you are fine!..:) huggs!
Dey Avatar
April 19, 2012 at 9:46 PM
You are most fabulous (lol) famous poetess. Nice & cute creation dear poetess. Love this one beautifully written.
Song Avatar
April 19, 2012 at 6:18 PM
Dang Sara! Such a difficult form and u made it look simplistic...great write and wow,...touchy subject too. Love, GWendolen ...I gotta go read that Canopy of Cedars next....great idea for a title.
Andresen Avatar
April 19, 2012 at 3:20 PM
Hope I dont talking in my sleep. Well done Sara, and luck to you in contest! - oxox love Anne-Lise
Onclaud Avatar
April 19, 2012 at 11:48 AM
i did something on the same theme some time back, sara... riveting piece and a solid write... oh, men!... i'm sure this will win!..:) huggs!
Austin Avatar
April 19, 2012 at 10:37 AM
Ouch! Sleep has unearthed, or unheavened his wildest secret. Men are no damn good, Sara - except for old, harmless men like myself. Enjoyed mucho. Love, daver
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