Sleep Poems | Examples of Sleep Poetry

Distort of sounds strum his bow, sawed heart rhythms; mischievous fool impels my mind's boredom. The devil's finger warns and pivots, sedates; adrift among alleged stolen dreamscapes. The jester sleeps all day, perplexed I awake....Read More

Grandmother rocks in rocking chair Her careworn hands at rest in lap Blue eyes bright she seems aware Overcome with sleep taking a nap. Beautiful embroidery lies neglected Gnarled fingers, painful, no longer agile Rainbow silk colours forgotten not selected Advancing years...Read More

Here I shall deeply slumber Even through the rain and thunder. As I patiently await for the louder Of all of the quietest people to whisper....Read More

I cannot sleep I can't find dreams Though tired as my body seems My mind adrift Thoughts everywhere I wish I could fly away up there Let go of the future Forget the past Because none of this is made to last But my...Read More

Sighing, tossing, turning, Losing temper fast, Eyes so tired they're burning... Eventually (at last) Prolific snores will blast!...Read More

the sun low in the sky yearns for a leap into night as shadows squeeze their way into bedrooms like shapeless dragons for children cocooned to an early bed staging thoughts like puppet plays on a wall terrain of mossy caverns or whispering...Read More

Voracious blood suckers Vespertilian beasts Vermilion eyes, white fangs Velvet cloak, black en-wrapped Vigilant for dawn's break Voraciously gorging Vivid red neck vein blood...Read More

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When and how does the tumbler fall, enabling our shift into sleep, enlivening dreams we recall, except for state of slumber deep, greeted at morn, with a bliss squall?...Read More

Lay your weary head Inside my warm embrace I'll wrap my arms around you Within them now encased Comforted between them Free from want or care No chaos or mayhem Let that go on elsewhere Close your eyes, I've got...Read More

Where does our soul dwell when we are asleep, is something we know not, yet here we are at break of dawn, emerging from dreams deep, back to life, where we need to strive and spar, each day inflicting...Read More

I fall as shadows steep, and very heavy the outer world of waning stars do sparkle. My lids grab hold of death though I am breathing. The darkness still - my fullness faints, releases a distant sprite - it...Read More

Gentle is the growl of the distant traffic. The heat of the vanishing night Tumbles through the wide inviting window As summer's last hoorah cascades A tsunami of over-ripe heat Across the surface of the dusty duvet Where I lie To...Read More

Death comes close in the night when shadows grow and sleep envelopes, relaxing guards who snore slumped in corners their spears and shields useless on the ground, their dinner crumbs of cheese and bread just laying there for...Read More

My sleep is disrupted, badgered by incessant wordplay, a thesaurus of woolgathering in semi-conscious dreams. I keep a voice recorder, bedside, to record the tidbit morsels Lest they're forgotten when I awaken and make bread from the crumbs dropped on my passage through the...Read More