Perchance Poems - Poems about Perchance

Falling asleep is such sweet sorrow! Alas, lullabies are so 'Yesterday''! It started with counting sheep: Knit one, Purl One, Knit two Together, Promenading One by One, Fluffy Cute Wee little Lambs, Jumping over a fence. One, two, three, four........ zzzzzzzzzzz But, the shepherds shooed the flock back inside the shed. Said it was midnight mayhem - 'duffing sheep to rustle sleep'! So the Hypnos Somnus Gurus...

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eds are deadly dangerous more people die there no matter young or old than anywhere else in the whole wide world (or so I've been told) and if it's not too late someone should legislate to outlaw and recall them all then instead we'll sleep on the floor so before you go up the wooden hills to Bedforshire and wend your weary way to the land of Nod if you...

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Now I lay me down to sleep Alone upon these empty sheets Of paper lying on the bed Side table clock says 5 a.m. Oh dark of night, I beg thee stay Keep the morning light at bay Oh dusk beloved! Oh dawn be damned! Me pull the curtains tight again And only this I have to show These tries at rhymes Turned tales of woe: ...

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Pulling the curtains down on today Shutting the windows doors locked from the street Putting the cat out trouble abeyant My house becomes quiet —the past is asleep (Dreamsleep: Ocotber, 2023)...

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‘tis one forty five I am still wide awake Despite feeling sleepy What more can one take Perchance for to dream Though never it would seem For I am more awake Than ever I have been Awakening each hour Since retiring to my bed For to sleep ~ For to dream Wide awake it would seem NO1232 NEW POEM ONLY Sponsor Brian Strand...

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Rain or shine, doesn't matter Every day is bright After all I have your face To see in my mind's sight I always have this wonder What it would be like To kiss you and to hold you In my arms so tight I wouldn't hold you so tight That you could hardly breathe But once I had you in my arms I wouldn't let you...

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Welcome to my abode, my love Be it at height of sunlight Or in the darkest night. If the need comes into my dreams, Or create for me hallucinations, Virtual creations of your beautiful self. However you decide, just come, All I need is your presence Ethereal or physical as you like. See the eventide is shrouded in mist As swallows search their cosy...

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Glorious world with sacrilegious act. Untamed people with staled facts. Courageous ones are dismantled for instance, Fictional ones are too fiction to rant. Vigorous thoughts following with stance. Humorous ones are hard to track. Smart ones are too much for a glance. Cynical ones, they never last. Forecasting weather with a chance. Hoping for a future with an incapability to adapt. Drafting dreams while breaking...

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Do you ever look forward to falling asleep... In hopes of escaping into sweet dreams so deep? :) If you dread nightmares, careful what TV you watch (My advice: E.W.T.N. is topnotch!) Could read the Bible till your eyelids start to droop Or read nice verses (like mine) on PoetrySoup My mother told me, when I was a little girl: Contemplate happy...

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Cast the die, tell a lie with stony face, just in case you await your fate. Perchance a circumstance will run amok your luck to trace perchance a triage, to swish your wish aligned, belied, beguiled a happenstance prance a dream perchance beseem...

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Sleep —the required reading of all dreamers (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)...

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no hocus pocus reality feels bogus dreams zap our focus ...

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A Harvest Moon will be here soon Her beauty beams in dark night skies magnificent ~ spectacular her splendour fills my eyes as I am truly mesmerised I will gaze at her in awe Her magic aura I adore She truly takes my breath away I wonder if one day I will be on that spaceship to the Moon * ...

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They finished reading their bedtime story…she finished praying the Lord her soul would keep…as her mother tucked her in she asked, “Momma, why do we sleep?” “And while we’re on the subject,” she said, her eyes now open and bright, “how did it come to be…we only sleep at night?” Of course she knew the scientific answer…of...

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what happened just now is what I had dreamt about it was déjà rêvé my brain churned through memories to predict perchance fated...

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