Short Rem Poems
Short Rem Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Rem by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Rem by length and keyword.
Barely escaped
as a bear
chased me down the hall
my eyes wide open
for the rest
of the night
Bearing my soul
to the roar
of laughter…
seemed
uproariously serious
in the depths
of R.E.M.
10/6/2021
Categories:
rem, animal,
Form:
Light Verse
A rose bloomed.
A poem written in buds.
It offered its arms, illiterate to whats been written.
It fell asleep. A garden in thought.
Slipping from the ledge it grew.
In REM it whispered.
Wake me when we land.
For I will have acheived my dream
Categories:
rem, black african american, dream, feelings, lonely, longing,
Form:
Free verse
accept me for this that I am
show me all that we can be
forget that which belongs to yesterday
infuse all new memories
don't compare me to what you used to have
let me dream of you in my deepest rem
show me all I need to know
love me for this that I am
Categories:
rem, loveme, me,
Form:
Verse
The came to me
Again – last night
Those poems that I
Shall never write
They torment me
In light of day
Dance through my head
But never stay
Capture me
In deepest REM
Know I won’t
Be chasing them
Such purely
Mystic metaphor
Lost amid
A drooling snore
Categories:
rem, dream, muse, poetry, sleep,
Form:
Rhyme
REM dreams rerun
the Saturday morning
Flash Gordons
of my sub-conscience
on the backs
of my eyelids.
The battle between
good and evil,
Flash versus Ming the Magnificent,
continues unabated
in the waking world,
so I might as well
go back to sleep.
Categories:
rem, dream,
Form:
Free verse
closing my eyes i
drunkenly wonder
why
for what may i dream
a dream beyond what i
am living
and yet she is so
colorful in clothes
hair and lips
but now i REM and
remember her as she
was
but every time i dream
her she is in black
and white
Categories:
rem, muse,
Form:
I do not know?
You are the path
you follow
it came from life
It came from Grace
Handed down
through
the human race
Spoken to
given to know
the difference is their own
minds sometimes
alone
With thoughts and dreams
Laid out
in a wrinkled line of REM
Left and right
the two of them
Categories:
rem, dream, growing up, life,
Form:
Free verse
Dawning on me slightly
is a twilight whose pinks are breathless
Leaning on me in a nurturing way
Dancing toward me now
is a forest faerie who seems rather restless
Preening with a satisfied grin
Dreaming in my rem state
I am in awe, amused and besotted
Loving the heaven of my imagination
Categories:
rem, imagination,
Form:
Free verse
We met so suddenly once in a dream,
I never know what they mean,
I knew you were real when you told me your name,
But like most dreams, I cannot remember.
A voice so familiar, yet never heard,
We'd hardly spoken a word,
But enough to spark, in our hearts, passion's flame,
As I woke by the cruel dying embers.
Categories:
rem, crush, desire, dream, fantasy, love, lust, passion,
Form:
Rhyme
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
Categories:
dream, good night, health, recovery from, remember,
Form:
Pleiades
trying to
sleep counting
the proverbial fence
leaping endless rainbow
of sheep
passing time
tiredly trying to
induce slumber but
notice
as each
ovine leaps
the next has less
wool then
the one before
so forgetting about
REM now i need see
for sure
how nakedly
shorn if there is
a last one will be
Categories:
rem, muse,
Form:
I do not know?
Sleep
Sleep, sleeping, to sleep. Deep sleep,
Need sleep, Rem sleep, Can’t sleep.
This precious function so essential
To the young seems elemental.
Longing for this simple need
This aging mind can only plead.
Just one sweet night in Neverland
This old girl would think it grand.
And zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Categories:
rem, funny, health
Form:
I do not know?
Good thoughts fall away like hot melting ice,
When to REM succumbs the keeper of vice.
Awake resistance is easy to do,
But sleeping minds do not repeat the lie.
Open eyes show false what closed eyes show true,
And by day they smile and by night they cry.
When to REM succumbs the keeper of vice,
Good thoughts fall away like hot melting ice.
Categories:
rem, imagination, introspection, social,
Form:
Rhyme
I walked on stage.
Singing one of Cyndi Lauper's songs.
I sang a sweet melody, and everyone sang along.
My voice sounded sweet and strong.
I woke up from my slumber.
Realizing that it was just a dream.
I didn't hear my mother call me.
Telling me that it was time to go to school.
I decided to sleep a bit more.
Falling into that REM stage.
Categories:
rem, beautiful, beauty, dream, good morning, good night,
Form:
Curtal Sonnet
Shh! Grandma cautioned her parents. She is in dream child mode.
The paisleys and oranges and polka dots are gearing up her dendrites.
Driving her REM to the world of magic, you need to let her be.
She’s an astral traveler, her Daddy said to Grandma. Nothing will wake her up.
Her dendrites were a rocket ship, blasting toward mystical imagination.
Categories:
rem, dream,
Form:
Free verse
Sleep, sleeping, to sleep. Deep sleep,
Need sleep, Rem sleep, Can’t sleep.
Longing for this simple need
My tired mind can only plead.
Just one long night in Neverland
That sweet dream would be so grand
The sheep counted are without number
Still no sign of precious slumber
At last exhaustion rules the day
On a cloud of bliss I slip away...
Categories:
rem, night, sleep,
Form:
Couplet
One more day of disappointment
Troubled mind along with a heavy heart
Dreary pupils refusing to see clearly
The concept of sadness and sorrow are realized
Elevation is but a dream
The guided light seems miles away,
While trouble resides next door
REM sleep is the only form of satisfaction
Sleep is the patch work for an ongoing problem
Tomorrow, the cycle begins again
Categories:
rem, america, analogy,
Form:
Free verse
when whales dream
perpendicular in the singing sea
cradled in a swath of blue silk ebb and flow
oblivious to courting dolphins
cavorting and calling
as drunken sailors do
on Saturday night leave
rem-membering across time
large thought plunging wild and free
or small delicate moments
of ghost like creatures
frilling through unimaginable deeps
perhaps lost long ago.
Categories:
rem, sleep,
Form:
Free verse
counting sheep, to get to sleep
racing the sunrise
Mr. Sandman, if you can
sprinkle sand into my eyes
jeepers creepers, open peepers
wide as deep blue skies
toss and turn, comfort concern
no dreams or no lies
R.E.M., I wonder when
even in darks disguise
insomniac, heart attack
sleeping would be wise
a wink, a nod, a sigh, a yawn
still can't close my eyes
Categories:
rem, anxiety, conflict, night, sleep,
Form:
Rhyme
I read from left to right and
my prom date left to write.
That's what it said as I read
in the Knight.
Did we dye in the Hemi.Honey?
It's okay if we did and you know
it's not so bad as some show
'bout proms and dates unknown.
Were we speedy gone.wall.ace?
Break the air breaks scare us?
Punch the sucker on pucker?
Broke the shield with your fist
Said your mother.Love.not rem
but grew...
Categories:
rem, lost love, love
Form:
I do not know?
Too elevated for sleeping
I crave agape' pleasure
Totally slipped up
Down I go
Tripping on dream steps
Each one with its own
Pleasure and pain
But good pain
Falling as in the season
Into you deeper
Ever closer to the bottom
REM, the flicker of it
Toggles between here and gone
With hands beyond, outside
Morbidity I grasp a melancholy melody
A still small voice of reality
You whisper " I love you, sleep good."
Categories:
rem, art, love, lust,
Form:
Prose Poetry
I see it in my dream
I see a steady blue light.
My REM force increases,
Then suddenly it ceases.
Blue light begins to blink.
Though twitching, I'm awake.
My mouth is dry, I cannot think.
Wobbly on my feet, I shake.
The kitchen comes to view.
Once there, I see it shining.
My coffee maker is new.
The steaming process is refining.
So uncomplicated! I don't need trig.
I am loving my new Keurig.
Categories:
rem, drink,
Form:
Rhyme
Are we really here?
Or do we lie in R.E.M. state
and this is a dream.
One from which we will not wake
until we die within it.
Worse case, we are here
and this is our self made hell.
Just waiting to die.
When we do die, will we dream?
And if we dream, will we wake?
And when by chance we
do wake. Will we find out
what we fear was true?
We are but a figment of
someone's imagination
Categories:
rem,
Form:
Free verse
Nap-Dream
Out of Nap-Dream
colours explode
Purple! Pink! Blue-white-black!
I stumble in and about my abode
(in some other dimension of reality)
and struggle in vain
to pour coffee into mugs
for inter-dimensional visitors.
My brain seizes up
in a sudden spasm of REM sleep...
Waves shoot through mind-realm
as I plunge blindly across
the timeless book shelves
of Nap-Dream.
Categories:
rem, books, color, dream, science fiction, sleep, visionary,
Form:
Free verse
Are we really here?
Or do we lie in R.E.M. state
and this is a dream.
One from which we will not wake
until we die within it.
Worse case, we are here
and this is our self made hell.
Just waiting to die.
When we do die, will we dream?
And if we dream, will we wake?
And when by chance we
do wake. Will we find out
what we fear was true?
We are but a figment of
someone's imagination
Categories:
rem, imagination, introspection, life
Form:
Free verse