Posted in life, original

A Sip Of Heaven

I stretched…up to the sky
Left the bed undone

Half awake and half in dreamland
Dragging my feet

And then an aroma
Sweet aroma
Familiar addictive smell

My eyes grew wide
My nose embraced it all
I hugged the mug with my hands
Took it in once more
And sipped heaven

Maria Michaela

Posted in original, sleep / insomnia

Sleep Evades You

You hope it would come

You hope it would stay

And then you end up wide awake at the wrong time

You force yourself to sleep

You close your eyes

Pretend to dream

But nothing

Not a single thing

You try some more

Only to give up

And you know when work demands it

It will come and haunt you

Posted in original, sleep / insomnia

AWAKE!!

the pillow is hard, the bed is full of air

my eyes will never close.

 

I keep them open ’til they’re numb

but my old friend still won’t come

for the Sandman seems to have forgotten me

yet again.

 

I try everything

toss, tumble —- tumble and toss

the sheets are everywhere

and still I am awake

 

I envy the dreamer with his peaceful sleep

off to dreamland…miles away

 

I lie here in this world of insomniacs

haunted by the dreams that never come.

The sun is slowly creeping up

while sleep still eludes me

I may forever be a prisoner of this sleepless land

Posted in favorites

As Soon As Fred Gets Out of Bed

As soon as Fred gets out of bed,
his underwear goes on his head.
His mother laughs, “Don’t put it there,
a head’s no place for underwear!”
But near his ears, above his brains,
is where Fred’s underwear remains.

At night when Fred goes back to bed,
he deftly plucks it off his head.
His mother switches off the light
and softly croons, “Good night! Good night!”
And then, for reasons no one knows,
Fred’s underwear goes on his toes.

– Jack Prelutsky