Time was not far we would get into bed,
Put head on to pillow and fall asleep
Under the grace and by Morpheus aided,
Unto another world in one smooth leap
Embraced by Hypnos, in a state higher.
Why O sleep, hast thou slipped away from life,
In bed, eyes shut, my mind when fights false fire—
In digital orchestra gone too rife,
And too stimulated, under-rested,
Mind in buzz long after the curtain falls,
Not wind down slowly, getting crash-landed,
Wake in doubt, nap in guilt the day as calls.
O carry no loads in mind, night might say,
In heeding not, dear price we seem to pay.
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Sonnet |01.07.2025| sleep
I looked in the mirror,
And what did I see?
There was an old lady
Looking at me
Who are you?
I wanted to know.
Get out of my mirror
Before we have a row.
I'm you silly woman.
The old lady said.
Now finish taking off
Your makeup, and
Get into bed.
BJ Cuber
We were teenagers when we moved in together
My boyfriend now my spouse
Young ,in love ,full of future
Excited about playing house
We would go to my mums for dinner
She lived quite a distance away
So I would always take my comfy flannelette nightie
So when home I could get into bed straight away!
He had said something wrong at dinner
So when we left I was really annoyed
Starting arguing with him in car
To that he just completely ignored!
His lack of response made me so frustrated
Then angrily out of the blue this came
“Don’t be so f…..n ignorant”
He glared, pulled over “Get out of the car he exclaimed”
I had never said the F word before until that night
It unexpectedly came out of nowhere
We were both as shocked as each other
Catching us both completely unaware!!
I defiantly marched off into the darkness
Handbag clutched in hand
As the Kombi sped off out of sight
Leaving me alone ….not what I had planned!!
Anger subsided ,reality stepped in
I was in a flannelette nightie on my own in the night
I ran and hid behind a behind a bus stop
Until minutes later the Kombi was back in sight!!
Ismael ask his mother, as he climbed upon her knee
Please tell the story one more time, the one that’s about me
His mother smiled kindly, said let’s get into bed
and once he was all tucked in this is what she said..
You didn’t come from mommy’s tummy
But that doesn’t change a thing
You are my son for evermore
to me you’re everything
When you were just a little babe
the Lord called Daddy home
But don’t you think for a moment that we were left alone
He watches over us from heaven
as he sits beside the throne
He talks to God about you
and he’ll watch you till you’re grown
You were meant to be our son from the moment of conception
God gives children to their parents and you are no exception
You didn’t come from mommy’s tummy
But I was meant to be your mother
You are my son forevermore
I would never want another
03/30/2021
Written for Nursery Rhyme 3 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Eve Roper
Loveable clowns. Doing tricks. Exciting grownups.
I am four. They terrify me. Their faces looks weird.
I hate their red lips.
Reminds me of blood.
More afraid of them than of any Dracula.
Look at them! They are funny! My aunt says.
She takes my hands away from my eyes.
You are missing them! She says. “I paid good money for this circus.”
I wish she had saved her money.
My heart beats fast.
My grandmother mistakenly thinks I liked the circus.
For my birthday she gets me a clown doll.
It makes me shudder.
Take it out of the box! My mother says.
The box reminds me of Grandpa’s funeral.
I am more terrified than I was before.
Put it in your room, my dad orders, and pretend you like it.
I give my grandma a hug and run it up there.
Shove it under the bed.
Have cake and ice cream.
Everyone sings happy birthday.
I am five!
I run upstairs, get my pajamas on and get into bed.
“Don’t forget your prayers!” My dad says before he shuts my door.
I get down on my knees.
Something grabs me and pulls me under the……..
Sleep walker on the beach.
Its happened again on holiday at Clacton-on-Sea, with my family. Somehow I managed to sleepwalk from my bunkbed that I was sharing with my brother and find myself in a strangers bedroom, in the hotel.
I was walking along the beach with my kid brother looking for shells, when I saw a razor bill, I bent down to pick it up, and that's the last thing I remember.
I feel a hand on my shoulder shaking me, and a voice saying " wake-up wake-up". I'm looking into a face like my grans although its not her. She's wearing a bright pink dressing gown, has rollers in her hair, and a hair net. "who are you young lad ?" She smiles a toothless smile.
I rub my tired eyes and try to focus on her wrinkled face, "I'm Peter, I have been dreaming". I think to myself oh no, its happened again I have been sleepwalking, I see an old man asleep in the double bed, I must have tried to get into bed with them, joke!
I tell her my dream, she smiles gently and says" lets go and find your family".
Oh no my lot are going to rib me something awful over this.
If you get into bed with a pig,
Don't be surprised if your fingers end up smelling of bacon.
I look in the mirror...the wrinkles I see,
I look really close...Is that really me?
My eyesight is fading...and so are my thoughts,
I once had clear vision...and now I see dots.
My grey hair I noticed...use to be red...
It even takes longer to get into bed.
I climb into bed with my long flannel gown,
thinking that if I were naked...I really would frown.
I move and my bones creek...I cough and I leak...
sometimes I get worried that I'll forget how to speak.
Yes...there's much to be said for these my dear golden years,
if only I could remember...well, I'll give it three cheers!
P.R. Deremer
Sunset –
I pray for my friend, and get into bed
To dream for the night
Sunrise –
I pray for my foe, and get out of bed
To dream for the day
My foe turned friend, and friend turned foe
I need a prayer, to reverse my prayer
Before and after, I sink in bed!
Not another prayer
I pray teach me
I have been my friend
And my foe at once
the fantastic night is such a rush
cars moving along the highway
with their lights streaming forwards
I go to dinner and have Chinese food
I get into bed early and play solitaire
the weekend is finally here
and no work tomorrow
I can sleep in late
maybe do my laundry
think of the girl who sits next to me at the office
and try to not go crazy
with the idea that I'm in love with her
anyways it wouldn't be such a bad thing
to fall in love again
She lays sprawled out on my bed, scantly clothed
What she does wear is very revealing
There’s not a part of her that can be loathed
I loved looking at her, surely seeing
What she does wear is very revealing
She lays in a provocative manner
I loved looking at her, surely seeing
My eyes are open, she then seems wilder
She lays in a provocative manner
With a large crooked grin, leading me on
My eyes are open, she then seems wilder
Passion is high, we will mate until dawn
With a large crooked grin, leading me on
She motions for me to get into bed
Passion is high, we will mate until dawn
There’s not a thing I’d rather do instead
She motions for me to get into bed
We hold each other close, being as one
There’s not a thing I’d rather do instead
She lovingly touches my forehead some
We hold each other close, being as one
There’s not a part of her that can be loathed
She lovingly touches my forehead some
She lays sprawled out on my bed, scantly clothed
Russell Sivey
You stole my heart from the beginning, you made me laugh.
You’re in my thoughts every day; let’s make this last.
I never saw it coming; you are the perfect fit,
To be with me would be my only wish.
I have a bad day, you make me smile
Time with you is worthwhile.
No one has a better personality on file,
You make fun of my corny jokes once in a while.
I love your company and the times we share.
I always have you in my prayers.
You’re the girl that’s better than the rest.
I want to take you out, you deserve the best.
You’re my favorite song playing in my head.
When the day is over I get into bed.
If I can’t see you I dream of you instead.
I hope that I did not leave anything unsaid.
sometimes I really like silence
could go for days with no noise
don't care about the weather
just the house sounds
the trees
maybe a car door.
In the morning I really like silence
no talking
no music
dont ask me to find anything
I can't think I can't answer I don't care.
When I get home I wish everyone was not there
most days I'd get into bed and go to sleep.
At least I'd just lay there and watch the shadows and
breathe the day away
until hunger drove me up and into the dark kitchen
tea and toast by moonlight
no talking.
in a flash of light
there goes your life
in a blink of an eye
everything turns white
all things you didn't do
all words you never said
and the last thing you did
was get into bed
the impact so hard
as you close your eyes
who would have known
you couldn't say good-bye
not being able to help it
you drift off to sleep
never to wake again
in a slumber so deep
everyone's around you
you barely hear a thing
faintly in the background
heavenly angels sing
you weren't ready
it just wasn't your time
but you now have one thing
and that is peace of mind
so we sleep more soundly
knowing you're in our mist
though with each passing day
you are always missed.
Sitting in the rocking chair,
Watching the children grow,
Waiting for the day to come,
For my final rest.
I watch the world with ancient eyes,
A smile upon my face,
As it passes me by.
Sitting in the rocking chair,
My mind all aglow,
Melancholy mood,
As my children grow old.
Waiting here upon the porch,
Hat upon my head
My eyes twinkle with happiness,
My children’s children greet me now,
Hug me in my rocking chair,
The gentle hugs fill my brittle bones with warmth,
And I gaze upon them with joy,
Knowing this is the future,
While sitting in the rocking chair.
I gently rock back and forth,
My voice old and dry,
My son hands me some water,
And I speak again,
Telling them of when I was young,
Before this rocking chair.
With a sad smile upon my face,
I watch them leave my home,
Waving goodbye as they drive away,
Tears dripping from my eyes,
As I sit in this rocking chair.
Slowly I stand up,
From the rocking chair,
Hobble inside, steady and slow,
Get into bed and go to sleep,
And wake up in a bright place,
And see my rocking chair.
I sit down,
And smile at the gatekeeper,
And here I wait still,
I shall see my children soon.
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