Sandman Poems - Poems about Sandman

my tan fantasy melting cool but not cloying sugar surrounds me...

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Daughter of the Sandman War-story woman stands astride the country now, book-store tour bleary now, author hands aching from signing the $20.99 paperback professing her father’s Marne Corps Desert Storm glory now. Book-tour daughter lays inside the hotel room now, calling her shattered dad across the gulf, calling the shaking-hands dad man “Geppetto” because, when she calls, he is always in the workshop...

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Sand promises ever shifting in the wind. A word given; too easy to rescind. How can we trust such a liar? Is this a man to admire? His minions kick sand in our eyes, So his true self we don't recognize. Evil has won out the day But we can't let him have his way. Now he's crossed a line in the sand. It's...

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I forgot how to endure, Having relied on external things. Decades lost to troughs, filling anxious voids with nonsense thoughts. I forgot that I am. Forgot how I always was. This night, I remember. Free from tales imbued in me by lesser spells. I invoke the Sandman now. Coil your fortunes upon the Kundalini! Free me from the tethers; the gated pasts unborn...

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Each night as into sleep I go, Oh, may my true love’s face I see. Oh, Sandman, please do not be slow. Each night as into sleep I go, dust my eyes with a magic glow. In sweet dreams may I with him be. Each night as into sleep I go, Oh, may my true love’s face I see. Each night as into...

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There’s a quiet time known as dusk as the orbs of heaven pass When departs from forest’s clearing a pixie of a lass A partner to the sandman ...

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Sandman, sandman Hold me tight Help me go to Sleep tonight Saying zee, zee Zee, zee Zee, zee Let me go to Sleep dream free Sandman, sandman It’s alright Help me go to Sleep tonight I’m fright, fright Fright, fright Fright, fright Make sure you Cut out the light ...

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Whispers the sandman sleep is nigh Tuck away your day one last kiss, then bye Dim the lights breathe a deep sigh Now let me sing you ...

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Sandy the Sandman. Was a super duper dude. With a surfboard pack and a seashell nose and two eyes made out of food. Sandy the Sandman. Would always love to play. He was made of sand, but the lifeguards know how he came to life one day. There must have been some magic in those swimming trunks they found, for when they placed them on his...

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There is a new villain New on the scene Diabolical and willing To be nasty mean green She goes around stealing Sleep hope good dreams Makes nightmares chilling Of Sandman's sweet dreams The Sand Witch is who I'm talking squawking about She feeds your mind food Turquoise thoughts so foul Protect your maroon heart Or she will rip the red out She fears Jehovah God Yet likes making you...

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Please mr sandman bring me some sleep I have tried meditation and counting sheep. I have drank coffee and hot chocolate to So im asking you mr sand man what more can I do I took a hot shower just to clear my head But I'm still wide awake here in my bed So mr sandman could you make it fast...

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as the Sandman hovers above us arm around you, bodies relaxed electrical pulses from the brain surge my body slips into a paralysis everything is where it belongs in the security of next to you lies more than a reward for the day i am far beyond mere satisfaction i am floating in a placid being waves gently guiding me i leave with...

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~sandman, how do you sleep at night? When there's no sheep to count! 12/16/21 Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021...

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The Sandman tip-toes into the room on that night when witches fly by on brooms His task, alas, is daunting tonight with ghosts affright, jack-o-lanterns alight Yet tired trick-or-treaters soon enough long for the comfort of their pillow's fluff That's when the Sandman makes his move ~ tender eyelids grow heavy, magic touch again...

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When the Sandman’s near I can almost hear his soft footsteps breaking ground. With his tender touch my eyes feel so much as he sprinkles sand around. I don’t want to sleep but I want to keep all the dreams he has for me. So I welcome sand from his gentle hand and I drift off peacefully. April 12, 2021 * Nursery Rhyme 4 Poetry Contest Sponsor: Eve Roper Poetry...

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