Poem -
The Sandman
Weary head lay down to rest,
Slumber, seldom many resist.
Incessant hands pass in time,
Sprightly manner, fog of mind.
Fatigue lays thick, dusted fairly,
Heavy eyes open barely,
Motion slows and thoughts erratic,
Dream state flows and bows, sporadic.
Sweetly nestled between our sheets,
Our conscious drifts midst slow heart beats,
Breathing deeply, eyes a flicker,
Thoughts attune, we delve in thicker.
Edge of madness, surreal in flow,
Unremitting thoughts in grow,
Some in depth, worrying mind,
Some bizarre continuously entwine.
A crack of light adrift in dark,
Birds sweet songs lay in hark.
Yawn and rise, dawn of new day,
Sandman once more ventures away.
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Comments
Very vivid picture painted here, I like the creativity!Β
Thank you so much I really appreciate it.
An amazingly inventive and strong read, Simon!
Well done :)
Thank you, it's a pleasure as always to hear from you.
Simon, you leave me amazed!Β Terry Kay
Aww Terry you're too kind.
Ya Know SIMON!!....I think you've found your voice/style.......this staccato sense of timing and delivery works Beautifully for you...... painting the "SANDMAN" so well that it comes to life!!.....ALL STARS!!......LOVE it!!.......smokin' grooves brother!!.......LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xo ?β΄β€
Thank you Tony with all my heart.Β Always respect your opinion.Β I have been working really hard lately to try and establish myself on this site.
Wow such a dark scary write
Thank you Lisa.Β I was going to go for a more traditional write but decided to try and make it a little darker.
amazing poem!! love every verse!
Thank you so much Ella.