Best Fitful Sleep Poems

“ Affirmation without discipline is the beginning of delusion. Jim Rohn “

Relentlessly I pace around the room,
like a caged lion, dreaming of vast forests,
yearning for...

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Below within the dwelling deep,
while tumbling in fitful sleep;
the rumble-hum of furnace keep;
the mouse and Cat Lord Bo-peep.

Fluttering lids and labored breath
below within the dwelling...

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He opened his box on Christmas morn

That wondrous day when Christ was born,

But it was no gift... he softly wept,

It was his bed, for here...

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April, you fetch flowers of spring to rise; 
Lacing in verdant green and fruit to reap. 
Gardens seed bloom, whist bees and butterflies 
Saunter by...

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Tuesday was the day the ogre found my kitchen.
The dog sat in the hallway for an hour watching her
Empty my refrigerator, and two cupboards.
I had...

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"...though nothing can bring back
the time of splendor in the grass
of glory in the flower..."
---Wm. Wordsworth

"...in sickness and in health/
'til death do us part..."

Your mortal...

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WORDS. They are my silent friends. I love them. Really love them. Always have. Always will.

I slumber on at night in fitful sleep. Then they...

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You called out of the deep blue sky
When twilight was running from the night
Woke me from a fitful sleep
On the verge of dreams
Could this be...

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I got a story 'bout a boy from the hood
Stayed out of trouble tried as hard as he could
Initiated when he was 12 years old...

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The “rinodemwiticus”

It stood proudly hungry
watching all the others sate themselves
promising them forever more.
It turned – I saw the other face
preening itself as it strode
through the...

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Awoken from fitful sleep, too uncomfortable to resume

Stifling heat prevailing one morning in early June

Through dawn's weakly strained golden haze

Fresh air my lungs desperately craved

To...

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Hunger holds the reins, stimulating or stifling,
driving the plant to bend to the sun and root deep,
herding the roe deer toward unsafe pasturing;
hunger holds the...

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black sky chill runs to the bone
as I shudder from the pain
fitful sleep in bed alone
a face without a name

a vision soft in morning's light
the...

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I drift among a sea of Emotion
I can grasp sadness, caress fear
I can see hate, Despair, I can hear.

But my eyes finally rest upon it
A...

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Tender loving strokes through my hair
so reassuring
so comforting
like the voice that coos in my ear
so loving
so gentle
the whisper of a mother's comfort
so strong
so warm
gently soothing...

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