Best Sleep Off Poems

A room lifted by the sound of a bed
The ruffles meander about itself
I desire to leave my imprint on it
Knowing how soft the sound is
I...

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What if I said I love you?
Would your heart skips its stepping stones and you fall into a bottomless hole?
What if I told you each...

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My Home Sweet Home (Part One)

New York City...My city of reality...my city of those broken dreams...my city of the business schemes...new york city....my home sweet...

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Southwold (Suffolk).
 
 Dear Southwold

 How I love to visit you,
 To stand barefoot,
 On your bright yellow sandy beaches,
 To stand and admire your...

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In A Deep Forest

In a deep forest I did find myself lost
Trying to cool temper with some frost
Then went to sleep off into oblivion
And now...

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Like Hannibal we crossed the pass and crossed 
   the Alps (okay, the Brynderwyn Hills) 
and a bridge too far on north-west passage.
...

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I wanna write a poem,
Ideas are fairly dead;
As I lie here in my boxers,
Stupidity enters instead!

I'll share a word with my pup,
Discuss our vibrant laws;
I'll...

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THE RISING HILLS, THE SLOPES, TO QUENCH MY THIRST.
In the last century, the hopes were little,
Grasses they collected, yellow bananas, they peeled,
To move up the...

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O, how I have dream't this night would come.
Me and you, and you and I together;
in the same room,
on the same night.
The night is young,...

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My mind is dirt and this soil my curse
The seeds you plant in this heat make me worse
I just get so nervous, like I should...

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Monkeys
In trees

Eating
Berries

Berries
Make drunk

Monkeys
Ker plunk

Rolling
On ground

Stand up
Fall down

Sleep off
Drunk state

Monkeys
Mistake

23rd March 2017...

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Winkin Blinkin And Nod, Sans...
Wonderful World Of Dreamland Furloughed!

Hours elapsed since I did sleep off
and feed my belly from the trough.

What...the...creaking screech re: sound
ding, (an...

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And there she sits, the lady who takes your breath away;
Her absence from my life would just mean a flay.
She sits with a smile but...

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I woke up
My room shines bright
Moon light is pretty tonight
Barely strenght to move but effort is my fight
Clever move to stand up
Now the walls blow...

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Lesson as a child is an inborn
It's of course right in the bone.
Like the early privilege souls:
Shakespeare, Yeast and Milton.
They are the history of years...

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