Rapid Eye Movement Poems | Examples

R E M

    rapid eye movement

      the girl of your dreams pauses

        ~ kiss lands on your cheek

All Day Long

 to follow smiles all day long
start at dawn with glad birdsong
sunburst paints heaven’s excess 
the glory of God’s express

to follow the midday boon
its sunflowers climbing noon
an after-shine steaming hot
lemonade tied in cold knot

to follow crimson gloaming
its passionate host foaming
eyes wide in blossom of night
the moon aglow with soft light

to follow the shadows reach
rapid eye movement, its breach
felicity spreads throughout
believer’s dream devout

4/5/23
Write A Jueju-Qijue
Sponsor: Emile Pinet

I-N-S-O-M-N-I-A

The sky outside is beginning to brighten
But Asteria hasn’t released her hold yet
Grabbing and devouring, your nightly Titan
And you'd kill for a dream that you could forget

No rapid-eye movement 
No slow-wave state
No armor or shield from the night
The station is buzzing
The sleep train is late
In your crowded head, passengers fight 

‘Cause there's no dreaming tonight 

At the end of the day, you're a penny wiser
Tho none much stronger for your pain
You fought back the dogs and stepped thru the fire
With the promise of rest ingrained in your brain

No rapid-eye movement 
No slow-wave state
No armor or shield from the night
The station is buzzing
But the train is late
In your crowded head, the voices fight 

Where there's no dreaming tonight 

No dreaming tonight --
Nobody can rest around here
No sleep mask to fight the vertical blinds
No nocturnal siren to entrance the ear

The sky outside is beginning to brighten
But insomnia hasn’t let up its hold yet -- 

Guess there’s no dreaming tonight.

Rem

Rapid eye movement helps
               restore the dreaming mind,
         regenerating and
recharging its matter.
         Relax and prepare to
              recall subconscious realms,
                                          revisiting wonders.


4-15-2021
Pleiades R Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Kim Merryman

Rapid Eye Movement

I've ridden zebras on the Serengeti,
swam the wildest seas;
I've played golf with old Jack Benny
-brought Ali to his knees.
I've killed zombies in my bedroom,
a werewolf on the lawn
-fought vampires at the edge of doom
before the break of dawn.
I've spent the night with Marilyn,
had a beer with Gable
-watched Astaire's light-footed spin
with Ginger on my table.
I helped Howard Hughes with all his schemes
-sang with Elvis as they screamed,
but then, like life, just what it seems
-a crazy mixed up old weird dream!

Footprints In the Snow

Walking under overcast sky
I trod through drifted snow,
no longer bearing allegiance
to platitudes disguised as wisdom
spun in gingerbread houses of the holy, 
an asymmetrically challenged splinter 
on a white horizon,
leaving a trail of footprints
on my frozen path.

Behind me lies the ranch house,
shutters closed in rapid eye movement,
dreaming of acres of wheat and barley
gleaming in July's opaque sunlight.
They will not know I've gone,
will assume I'm out walking.
Only as gray dusk settles
on the porcelain landscape
will they wonder where I am.

In my dark coat and cap,
shouldering a pack, 
I move past the fence posts
where snow mounds like the litter
of attic antiques reciting memories
in foreign tongues.
One leafless elm bears witness
to my departure, waving
in benign breeze.

Lest my tears freeze I hold them back.
Though my footprints sprint backwards
in the charcoal of sacrosanct earth
I must stay to my gospel:
to the naked eye the flat distance 
may only promise glaciers,
but I seek the aurora borealis
hidden in daylight's dim emergence,
where the crocus blooms
in barren existence.

11/29/18

Playing With Words Under Fire

i faint
tiles fall on me
bury me

words like star-floaters
i pop
but less shaky hands sizzle-scintillate

those hands arrange and rearrange
bittersweet flowers and baby’s breath

the rapid eye movement of a painter’s gun
passionate splotches
cover me before i blink sos

one serendipitous word
sensational bonus of fifty points
neon sign euphoriants — i lift

my opponent cheats
teases my tiles
through skeletal-fingers
rattling me

places them in a line
flicks her pointer
and the dominoes
tumble and turn

the dictionary and thesaurus bluster
until they lose their breath
my face burns

9/29/2018
Contest sponsored by Caren Krutsinger

Sleeping Beauty

It seems you only appear whilst I am asleep,
teasing rapid eye movement to awake and weep.
You hide, so I wonder how beautiful you must be,
fulfil my desires and give me the chance to see.
I believe you have beauty, eyes have never seen,
which allures me to places I have never been.
Maybe you were sculpted by Michelangelo's hands,
DaVinci drew you a smile only he understands,
Rembrandt's hand trembled at the sight of your grandeur, 
maybe you are the one, Raphael's angels adore.
Your image mirrors Cleopatra's unique class,
which fades at daylight, regrets begin to amass.

I do not know your name, Silent remains the tongue,
yet I fondly believe in my heart you belong.

Silent One
23 May 2018

Dreams

DREAMS


DREAMS
Form in
My brain stem
Emotional
Sensory cortex
Translate my dream
To complex
Story
DREAMS



I
I am
Telling self
Examine me
Myself within
Check my issues
Fears worries
Psychic
DREAMS



DREAMS
........Vivid
....My view of
......Precognitive
Rapid eye movement
Brain most active
Your in my,
..in my
DREAM?

1/19/18

FOR CONTEST: DREAMS
Sponsored by: Nayda Ivette Negron

Suicide Star's

Look at the Suicide Star's 
Look how they bent for you
From Hero to Zero
0 to Death
In a single rapid eye movement 
Poster Boy or Girl for T.Shirt sales 
Legends of the Fall
And followers 
Death Art Departed 
The Creative Heart
Never more the Hero
For children to read up
Bad Luck 
Bad Karma
Drugs are not the answer 
Drugs are the Cancer Catalyst 
Self can not resist only assist 
The spiral mind down and down
The final solution 
The last escape 
The End 
The Grave

Dreams

Dreams.


Rapid Eye Movement, after the darkness;
At last you have finally got to sleep.
Your own private show, with no popcorn eating fool sat beside us.
It’s time for a film…they call it a dream.


A bright white light shines over in the distance;
Maybe this will be a premonition,
Or maybe a long distant memory, that you have forgotten;
Or maybe a nightmare, that you have tried in vain to keep hidden.


So wish me away, to a far-away place;
A land of hopeful stories, with a sunshine landscape.
A place where magical animals roam free 
And you are free to be at peace.
A place full of wishes; a place full of dreams.


I dream of a world, full of beautiful people,
Who are righteous and interesting and there is no evil.
I have no need, for a nightmare tonight;
I need sunshine and to dream, of a happy life.


(C)2011 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

Avoiding Eye Contact

We've all seen it and most of us have done it.
What is it you may inquire?
It's the funny things people do to avoid eye contact.
First we have " The Scan." That's when someone trying
to avoid eye contact will look at you from head to toe with
finally orchestrated up and down rapid eye movement,
there by avoiding the allotted time which constitutes actual looking.
Then there is what's called the " Look Back." Yes, you can already guess,
this is when you pretend you heard someone call your name behind you
or you suddenly wonder if you left something in the store you just left.
Have I picked yours yet? We next have a classic known as " Phantom Calls."
Isn't it amazing that just when someone is looking at you, you remembered
that important call you needed to make or your sure your cellphone just rang, 
so of course you need to check it.Then we have the " Head drop." It's
mind boggling to calculate the chance that your neck muscles without
warning turn to jello and your head drops at precisely the time someone looks your way. These are some of the skillful ways one can avoid making eye contact. I hope you've enjoyed them.

Unspoken Poetry

Unspoken Poetry

I see you when i close my eyes 
like a rapid eye movement wrapping my sleep,
unfolding my thoughts repeatedly; 
then i feel those familiar tingling all over me
from my toes, between my thighs, running above my spine
I must admit you're the unspoken poetry of my love and desire.

-kissey

Restless

Rapid eye movement
awake dreams
from slumber

Poetry Prose : Within Me -Hope You Enjoy

Inside I slumbered within the fancy of time in my ancient youth, living in but a fantasy
my soul left my body like old, decaying slippers, into the protected chasms of my mind

From a far: my eyes like telescope lenses searching the universe that lied outside my world
when would time move again like a locomotive on the time-line of my life

Where do I begin but at the end, when I met the love of my life, seems but a flash ago
Words sent on quantum strings like paper-cup phones, my rapid-eye movement became to 
slow

Never did I phantom that once I found the other piece of my heart that too many other 
pieces would be missing
Waking up to a world that had pass me by, I have no clue what to do

I arrived at the station of my body, feeling the numbness subside to depression
Feeling the flood of emotions kept in a bottle tossed into the waves of time, come back to 
me once again

Now I stare into my loves eyes, upon the bed: insomnia to my dreams
With nostalgia of my hide-a-way from life, wishing I could offer more to my love than a world 
built on fantasy: a poof of smoke

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