Short Drift Off Poems
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Of late, I've been counting sheep;
it helps me drift off to sleep.
With tonight's extra hour,
unless something goes sour,
I might even find Bo Peep's.
With the song of the crickets and ballet of fireflies,
the Louisiana moon has nestled in the sky.
"Bonsoir, mon amour", she whispers so sweet
while watching from above as we drift off to sleep.
Form:
No need to count sheep
I drift off to sleep
Then snooze in my hay...
Just can't STAY that way!!
Oh... NURSE! (named Bo-Peep)
PLEASE round up your sheep...
Come in where I lay
And DRUG me...Okay??
Steamy Romance
Singing songs of love
As we drift off in slumber
neath the stars below
Hot steamy romance
while we don't kiss and tell of
our hypnotic dance.
Written: Sept. 23, 2014
Yvonne
Listening to the fan
Blow my blues away,
I drift off on a plain
Of sightless hollow,
Wondering.....
If I'll ever find
My home again,
find,
my
home
again.....
sleep
drift off into dreams
alone
where are you
searching
seeking you out
where did you go
why do you hide
cries
pleas
wake up crying
tears running down my cheeks
reach out
hands touch nothing
panic
where are you
I don't know why you saved someone like me.
I've felt battered and torn for so long.
Often I wished I wouldn't wake up and would drift off to sea.
But now I have a light in my soul and a heart song.
Now I feel like I belong.
When night falls:
close your eyes and
relax.
Drift off to sleep,
and weave memories
into dreams.
Allow
your wants and
wishes
to transport
you into
a fantasy world:
uniquely defined by
your
imagination.
watching the storms in they sky
with you by my side,i can see the thunder
in your eyes, i want you to hold my hand
all the waves in the see can never keep you
from me,when can go to a new place
relax,drift off into space and hold my
hand.
Form:
Twinkle twinkle little star,
what a precious gem you are.
Sparkling diamond in the night,
high up in the sky so bright.
Twinkle twinkle little star,
I will make a wish by far.
Then drift off fast to sleep,
my wish I hope you will keep.
These words swim inside my head
Submerged in thought
Emotions flow
Like waves, one after the other
Should I capture them in a bottle
Or release them
Lost in the caves of consideration
As I drift off into oblivion
Confined in my lyrical sea
Quote By Poet: "Tears are rain from the eyes."
As your daughter,
your love is etched in my heart.
The dad who took the time,
to help me with homework.
Many wonderful memories drift off,
to a great man and dad.
Now your death,
is etched In stone.
You drift off into the slumber, not so peaceful I may say,
You beg to differ, only that you are wishing,
Why not, I ask,
You fail to trust people with your meandering,
again I reason you?
And you serve me no retorts.
Well, that is how you were moulded, and your moulders too.
Form:
The rose buds of chameleon drift off in time,
while chromatic willows weep and grieve-
I hear a midnight lilac mourn in a crimson chime,
and feel the medallion moments of the lily leave.
KIM'S COLOR SPLASH CONTEST - Poetry Contest
July 8, 2017
Your not here
I no longer hear
Your laughter
In my ears
I lay down my
Sleeping thoughts
Ripping out my heart
The bed seems bigger
Your smell is fading from
Your pillow a single tear
Rolls down my cheek
As 'I drift off to sleep..
Holding tight to a pillow
Where your head use to
Sleep..
And so, I begin to drift off to sleep,
Creating visions of an empty face,
That occasionally prefers to creep
Up at the wrong time and in the wrong place.
This empty face makes me want to weep
About the fact that I can not keep pace.
A life, that nobody else wants to share,
Has finally become too hard to bare.
Close your eyes
Take my hand
On a journey to
Faraway lands.
Where waterfalls run
And rainbows exist.
Feel my heart skip a beat
As our eyes slowly meet.
Place your trust in my heart.
Don’t turn around,
Don’t be scared.
Here I wait ready to dream.
As we drift off to sleep.
There we will meet
As a single heart beat.
P ropped up on my pillows
I n the attic room,
T inkling sounds of
T he soft rain on glass
E ngulfs me in the peaceful
R etreat that is my boudoir.
P laying a soothing tune.
A llowing me to drift off
T o dreamworld again.
T reasured extra hours
E nveloped in eiderdown.
R eveling in rainy days.
05/03/2017
Hold me in your arms
Don't ever go away
Stay here with me
To see another day.
Hold me in your arms
Kiss me on the cheek
Take me to bed
And lay me down to sleep.
Hold me in your arms
As I drift off the sleep
To dream a sweet dream
And wake to see
You're still here with me.
February 17th, 2004 (Another One of my favs.
A place to go when you need to escape.
Another world awaits through the computer screen.
Where friends wait with listening ears
and comments to share.
I have made many friends here.
On a bad day my escape is just a click away.
As I drift off into the computer screen
blocking out the sounds around me
I can be free
1-9-2012
cory long
Is this another sleepless night
as I lie awake in bed
My husband's sleeping peacefully
while thoughts run through my head
I tell myself that it's all right
but still they enter in
So I'm writing poems in hopes that I
will drift off in the den
I came back to the soup
I'm excited to be there
It worked I'm ready to descend
onto my pillow's flare
Pages torn from the book of lies
Betrayed by the haze of a sad child’s eyes
And the times needed to heal and care
Gazed upon at no one there
A voice needed to ease the pain
As expected, effects the same
Alone at night to roam the street
And seek out the place where drunkards meet
To close my eyes and never awake
And to just drift off, for heaven’s sake
Tick-tock
Time’s wasting away.
Is it truly?
Have we made time a commodity?
She owes nothing and is not swayed by any of us.
Can time even be wasted?
It is infinite yet brief.
I’ve existed forever and I’m still an embryo.
I pay my own mortgage but still feel my mother’s kiss on my brow as I drift off.
I am alive.
I am immortal.
I am dead.
I always have been.
Gazing out of
My window
As the ocean roars
In my ears
Sandy beaches
Stretch on for miles
Here I am
Far from my responsibilities
I drift off
Into a pleasent daydream
Floating
And
Swaying
With the breeze
After the song is
Over
Where will you turn?
You know!
Deep inside you really know!
I’ve come back from a lowering cloud.
I heard nothing near to the sound of your voice,
Though the scent of your hair was in the air.
Do you recognize me when I can’t find myself?
Are you the Irresistible Stone?
The beach of beaches
Stolen from God’s Perfect Sandbox?
I may drift off again, you know.
But if you hold my feet next time, well,
Who knows what might happen.