Rest
Dreaming
Sawing logs
Relaxation
Fetal position
Cozy blanket
Cuddling
Napping
Sleep
sound of my snoring
turns into vibration of
neighbor's lawnmower
The Napping Cauldron
The rusty cauldron fell asleep
(he wasn't a creep)
in his bathtub by a charcoaled tree.
That was the last time you see
he filled up his tub with chamomile tea.
In his nightmare he was being polished by a happy
family of four in a
beautiful garden designed by the pappy.
He woke up on the first of November and
he felt really bad,
and
very mad.
He’d missed being used to (he felt
sad) hold the vodka punch drink
at Elmwood High Halloween Dance. He felt
so so bad and mad he couldn’t even blink.
It is a perfect world
despite those who think not
unfortunately for you and I
it's the only one we've got
many on this planet
and therein lies the danger
are somewhat less than perfect
you won't meet a perfect stranger
and if a tree falls in a forest
(no one is around)
but you're caught napping
does it make a sound
of one hand clapping?
Two constants in your life
Mother Nature and Father Time
she'll nurture you awhile
he'll stop you in your prime
two certainties in life
one will inevitably pass away
until that comes to pass
taxes you must pay
i should be napping
I’ve been up since four am
not tired yet though
For a security slot, A Sluggard,
For a praised company, rather haggard:
From long unemployment a drunkard,
Full tankard draining after full tankard.
Also, a listener at nights to Bard
And could Security suspend for Card,
Still, hopefully, he seeks to be her guard:
In many circles this fulfilling dream bared,
Most likely to collapse, if he is barred…
But a company won’t have things snapping
Through a guard sure to be caught just napping!
Fn->spacebar lights my keyboard
So I can see the keys to score
Wanted placement in the game of poetry
Top links in line so I'm not ignored
Little mouse help route my cursor
So more corrections makes things less worser
Oh I miss my pen and eraser
And the days I was an ardent curser
But today I let the keys do the tapping
While my mind is set a rapping
And the computer seems to do more work
As I'm just here wide-awake napping
A soft rain was falling,
A roof top lullabye I call it.
The sound was so peaceful,
The rhythm had lulled me to sleep.
I dreamt I was sailing,
In puddles and streams.
The thunder cracked,
I awoke...my roof was leaking above me.
A rainbow sliver of sunlight hits my white socked feet, as I sit in my recliner.
I notice the cat has strategically placed himself in the line of sunlight also.
My eyes begin to close, as I snore even more loudly than Shark, my tabby.
sun enters crevice
landing on happy tabby
snoring commences
Lying outside in my pajamas soaking up the sun
Time of day matters not, no one is coming here anyway.
It could be morning, noon, three p.m. Who cares?
Cozy and comfortable, watching cardinals swoop in
Eating thousand dollars worth of bird seed a month
Okay, that may be an exaggeration, but they are eaters.
Listening to the neighbor’s incessant lawn mower
He must mow six hundred days a year; but at least he can
He cannot drive a car because he has epilepsy.
People are dying; it says so on TV. Pandemic is eating lungs.
Clogging them up, other people, not me. Not yet.
I settle into a favorite position, a monarch breezes past.
The monarch is safe, I think. The blue jay is safe. The cardinal is safe.
A spider walks up the white siding, and I look at it. You are safe, I say.
There is a virus, but not here, here we are all safe.
I hear my husband coughing.
Reminding me that every day is a gift.
I stay out two more hours
napping in the sun
cold winter blizzard
tranquility setting in
its napping weather
maybe hot cocoa
oozing marshmallows on top
lulling me to sleep
Shhh! quietly I nodded off nearly sleeping;
Hush!! Dogs barking outside reeling;
While I nodded nearly napping;
Mom looks at me as I’m breathing heavily;
While I nodded nearly sleeping;
While I nodded well-nigh sleeping;
Fell, fallen off the chair yet still sleeping;
Sleeping while I nodded nearly;
While I nodded nearly sleeping;
So I nodded still well-nigh sleeping;
As I am falling to the floor intimately sleeping;
1/7/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2020
Falling asleep softly
On a mellow summers day
My eyes flutter open at rooster’s crow
I sit in my porch chair listening to the gentle hum,
Softly serenading me and the cat to sleep,
Lulling us with gentle wind chimes and grasshoppers buzz
A variety of bugs are humming and droning
Spreading magic melody throughout the meadow
Wonderful napping weather.
I let my eyes gently close.
You realize your wild side is no longer napping
Fully aware you are trying to sneak away
Leaving her in a suitcase or closet
With the fancy miniskirt she loves to wear.
You realize your wild side is listening when
She flings your thigh-high-look-at-me-boots
Onto the bed and sneers at you,
And you cannot stop looking at your make up case.
You realize you are out of your depth when you look
In the mirror and you are wearing your "come hither"
smile and your Wild Side is laughing maniacally
As you prance out the door, ready to party
In all the ways you said you would never party again
After the Wild Side did the same thing to you last night
And the three nights before that. She has you, and you
Have never felt more sexy.
Nap
Babies like them
Angers toddler child
Cranky attitude puts me there
Research says teenagers need them the most
They are the hardest to convince
Bones and teeth need them bad
Old people game
Nap
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