Bedtime Story Poems - Poems about Bedtime Story

Little Kaistosinikyi, she would speak, a phrase that stirs the depths of my psyche, a reminder of the scorching flame that burns inside, a fire that illuminates the path ahead. Two wolves, I am told, reside within me, one of pristine white, the other of koko, a dichotomy that embodies the paradox of my existence. The white...

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There once was an empty life Then, an interruption, And the life was full again. But there is no "happy ever after", The Interruption Simply went away, And the empty life continued. THE END...

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The depths of my depravity sink My cruel and careless mind is aligned With eyes affixed on all I've solely lost: I dance with my scapegoating ghosts Yearning to turn the page: My hands are cut off by Hammurabi-- To keep from gouging Oedipus' eyes: I am written out of the story Ambition does not lust after me I am forgotten in Dante's Inferno My...

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Teeger the tiger fidgeting, listening to Corry read a bedtime story. Bobby the spider is walking on a wire his web on fire. He is climbing higher and higher, head feeling lighter and lighter. A human dropped a water bottle on a bright sunny day that lit his home on fire. Bobby the spider said, "How can that be fair?...

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Once, a long ways away, and a long time ago Lived a wee little man with his silly pet crow; And once every day, as the sun went to bed The wee little man and the crow he called Ted Would go through the woods on a nice little walk; And while they walked through the woods, his pet crow...

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A Tale of 2 Tails A Bedtime Story for My Grandsons-by Gwendolen Rix Two tigers went to the park to play. One tiger had a striped tail and the other tiger had a polka-dotted tail. The striped-tail tiger played harder than any other tiger at the park and when it was time for him to go to...

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You’re in that special position you crochet yourself into when you hear me coming up the steps , a whole breath between each plod of my bare feet as they tackle the stairs with all the energy of an alpine climber, day weary, the rewarding peak still somewhere beyond the mist. I know you’ve been thinking of this since...

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Bedtime Story I am struggling, I can’t get out, I chop kick and I fight I hack at the vegetation so thick it cuts out the light. Where did it come from I can’t find my way It’s dark and suffocating but I still hack and I slay The sweat begins to pour from my body and face My heartbeat...

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Summer's Bedtime Story The grande finale a beautiful painted sky rich and deep the hues tucked in by the cool night air saying "good-night" to the world. Contest: Tanka You Sponsored by: Francine Roberts Jenny Emelander 7/11/11 Placed No. 3 in Francine Robert's " Tanka You" contest-7/16/2011...

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Mistakes where made and fingers was pointed Falling from the trees Hearts was crushed and time was lost Blowing away with the breeze Words being said that slowed the time In its depth we drowned Our smile crosses its fingers Hiding our emotions frown Long forgotten fables and tales of dreams Spoke till I sleep inside Potions of sounds musical notes Brewing what I hide Chattering leaves...

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In dark alleys the creatures hover Waiting for you to come their way And if you do you'll soon discover Who they consider a meal today! Tonight's no night to go out and play The goblins are out and witches too If you're the one gets in their way They'll make you into people stew! So mind me now and go to sleep The...

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It was my wife, my son and me, we were at home one weekend While she played with my son, I was giving a cupboard a mend They were running around laughing and playing I was up stairs sanding and spraying Then all of a sudden it was quiet in the house So quiet you could even hear the sucking...

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Doze off to a world or rather a place With beautiful colors and demons with no face Waters of red and valleys of black Once you step in no turning back The skies once blue now grey have been turned From the ash and ruin with everything burned And still yet you turn to a child face lit with smiles Though behind...

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Dear sweet child, it's time for bed I'll tell you a story, kiss your sweet head Lay down with your blanket, your night light is lit And you'll fall asleep, as you listen to it Far off in a land, where nobody goes Peaches and Apples, and the strawberry grows Streams are all full, of most colorful fish Lakes full of ice cream, eat all you wish You'll wake in the...

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The silhouettes of my fantasy, Stirring around my mind, Deception, conception Fading away to the kindle of my light, The memory still vaguely seen upon, father The fantasy outlines the dream light I once drew but I cannot deliver it, By holding my life in tangles of lines that should never had been crossed. To preserve my infamous soul I stay...

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