Best Fall Back Poems
My love, please, don't let me fall back to sleep
But hold me while I cry soft in the night
My dreaming is full of nightmares, my sweet
Yes, I'm tired, but this price is too steep
You see, in each dream I lose you, each time
My love, please, don't let me fall back to sleep
I was in a crowd, all blank-faced as sheep
I looked for you; you were nowhere in sight
My dreaming is full of nightmares, my sweet
I was running through a forest, running through trees
Then I saw the snakes lunging in the half-light
My love, please, don't let me fall back to sleep
Never have I known dreaming to be so bleak
Never had something to lose, to for fight
My dreaming is full of nightmares, my sweet
I don't want to sleep alone; come now please
Come to me so I can finally breathe
My love, please, don't let me fall back to sleep
My dreaming is full of nightmares, my sweet
Spring ahead Fall back
Its time to set your clocks back!
One hour more or less
You may catch up on your rest
So that now you look your best...
THE LONG FALL BACK TO EARTH”
The furious flapping of broken wings
The wasted futility of shattered dreams
The great expectations of soaring high
The diminishing dreams as they fall from the sky
Soaring on the wings of selfish pride
We fly too high, and like Icarus, collide
From the world we try so hard to leave behind
To purge ourselves from all the temperaments of humankind
Take me up to horizons I transcend
Take me down to the earth’s dark edge
Wash the suffering from off my skin
Teach me how to be whole again
Fly me up on silver wings
Above the places where sirens ring
Warm me up in a mercurial glow
And drop me down to my dreams below
To turn away and not become
More abundant than the tears-- so numb A world embracing every predestined heartache
Should I be the one to sacrifice for the sake of fate
After all is said and done I stand alone
Vestige remains of a life I should not own
It takes all I am to continue to believe
In the undeserved benevolence that covered me.
The changing of the clocks has me all bamboozled
Woke up in the middle of the night and put on my shoesies
Clocks all showed 6:15
“Fall back” you silly old bean
My question is “WHY” all seems kinda goofy
endless thoughts,
where do i begin?
what this has brought,
is it possible for me to win?
a ball of fire,
hangs low in the sky.
fading to pink as i gaze higer,
it catches my eye.
the changing leaves.
colors burst.
natural beauty, hard to believe
its quenching my hearts thirst.
cool air hugs me,
like an unwanted blanket.
warm thoughts flee,
with better places to be.
standing, admiring, questioning.
surrounded by natures beauty.
appritiateing for the first time.
good, yet bad, truely.
since this is where i fall back in line.
life takes time, but
time takes patience.
patience contridicts your gut,
which follows your heart, so where does tht fall in relation?
healthy?, happy?, broken..?
Form:
extra hour tonight
autumn turns to winter light
hibernate till spring
Written 29th October 2022
Contest BRIAN STRAND PREMIERE CHOICE
Sponser Brian Strand
Never
Bargain success,
To value of living,
And been remembered as legend
Daily.
Do stay positive,
While solemnly reminisce...
Of turning motive,
Within an empty silent
Space that houses fertile thoughts.
Hard times are boosters,
That energize recreation,
For troubled mind's joy.
Fighting
Through uncertain
Loyal schemes meant for gain,
No matter how close is the cruel
Setback.
The sea of life flows
With little energy fluid,
Yet overcome blocks,
Aiming at stopping its run:
How unstoppable force slides!
Keep fighting bravely,
Loose doubt to yesterday's game;
Which can not but flee.
Favour-
On her own day,
Would have spell bound off risk,
Possible earth's longevity
Apace!
Before luck, propose
Setback to rest while grace speaks,
And put shame to eyes*
Watching out for need to seek...
Resolution in bondage.
Two people apart;
Wrong connection do impart,
Cruel force to depart.
Protect
Your admission,
Cum discipline's design
If demand to secure is s*x,
Resist!
Having sailed through such-
Remember, it isn't all.
Same might be for grades-
Tempted; if need be, resit
For any whatsoever!
Not for employment,
Rather for due enjoyment,
Than rude commitment!
Victim,
Are way too far
To be wise or prudent,
When found wanting in misfortune
Relay...
To beat judgement's claim,
Pleas not enough cover up,
For our dear daughters,
Or darling sisters offense,
But back's bail battling breaths' bleeds!
Not for promotion,
Rather for cold emotion,
Cum sad devotion!
Fall Back
By Franklin Price
10/29/3017
Did you set your clocks back?
Daylight saving's time is through
Did you do it as directed?
As the clock was striking two
Did you know that's least intrusive?
If you go right back to bed
Get to sleep an hour longer
Or wake earlier instead
It's really quite confusing
What this changing does to us
We now have an extra hour
No excuse to miss the bus
If you didn't turn the clocks back
You'll be the earliest to church
Might even think the minister
Has left you in a lurch
I just looked at my I-phone
It wasn't yet turned back
I checked it out on Google,
I should still be in the sack
I really feel quite foolish
A birdie told me from the net
I know it's true for everything
So the clocks are back, you bet
Yet, we have another week
'Til daylight time is through
I now have an extra hour
To set my clocks anew
After I've reset the clocks
Now that I know the score
This poem's still on the right track
For stanzas one through four
So don't forget next Sunday,
Is the the day to change the time
Next week, without egg on my face,
May write another changing rhyme.
We had to Spring forward,
now we must Fall back,
if we are going to keep
our schedules on track.
what we had was knack
to spring forward then fall back
become some sad sack
from straight path may stray
then to God can hear me pray
with please do away
catastrophe mere
daylight savings did disappear
now no longer here
will wear bandana
when we live in Canada
peal a banana
In the end it will all fit together
In the end it will make sense
for a apple and a kiss of your lips
for a minute it felt like it could be love
The darkest night is upon my wall
the little things is tricky
the fact is its not just a heart
The loneliness i feel because of love
No worries its okay I'm a writer
No problem I'm able to handle the pain
No mistakes was ever made
Like a dog just throw me another bone
Like a bird just keep on watching
Like a spider keep on spinning your web
If crying for love is worth it
If fighting was worth it
I have seen a friend turn in to a lover for a moment I have seen a lover turning into a stranger I could swear my walls was built up real high
I'm falling in reverse word make no sense from the bottom of my heart I have lost my mind
My move my choice I'm pulling apart my own heart tonight I'll replace it with a letter of darkness that reminds me never again will I be so selfish thinking a dream can exist in a world like this
I have no problem getting back to be the person smiling and dancing in the rain making the impossible possible I find myself somewhere walking on a road between the devil and the deep blue sea
Fall back I'll catch you
You've got nothing to fear
Let go, I'm open
I'm right behind you here
I'll cover you with all of me
I'll wrap you up inside
You're safe and you're secure
But for a little while hide
And be concerned for nothing
I'll take care of things
Let your mind and body rest
Soar upon my wings
And then when you are ready
Your spirit now revived
I'll open up and let you out
And watch you come alive
He is on my last nerve – singing and dancing to Christmas songs.
I envision throwing him into a large snow drift.
Then I remember that this is what attracted me to him initially.
He finishes all of my sentences, which irritates me to the inth degree.
Hold up! My conscious says. Remember those who could not?
Many had no idea what I was thinking or feeling. He does.
He chews his food loudly; another reason to muzzle him.
But then I remember all the times he has helped my family.
Helping them move, paint, mow grass. He is my hero.
In order to love him the way he deserves to be loved,
I force myself to make a list of all of his best qualities
I look at them and review them at least once a month.
If I did not do this, I could barely tolerate his off-key singing
And the way he reads my mind.
I look up and he winks at me, all-knowing.
an hour falls back
energy body does lack
ate one more big mac
so old in stature
hope will last another year
put out to pasture
ran down from the peak
a wide creek water would seek
hear sounds it did speak
Creek From Pike's Peak to Cripple Creek