Tag Archives: sleep

A Monster Eating My Brain!

18 Oct

I’m feeling this way again.

It was a good day. A busy day. No writing, though. Chores, errands, a meeting, another errand, family dinner, went out for dessert, late night shopping.

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Yes, the monster is chowing down. 🙂

Rose's Road

I have a monster eating my brain!

Although, I don’t feel any pain.

My thoughts are coming slower.

I feel like a wilting flower.

The day was far too long.

The night is near half gone.

Sleep is what I need.

“Sleep!” is what I plead.

The monster is exhaustion.

It haunts my every motion.

Dragging on my arms and legs,

it feasts away; my body sags.

Please, where is my pillow?

That will make this monster go.

“Away, away with you!”, I say.

“I have had enough for one day.”

I shall see thee on the morn,

When my body feels less torn.

After a good night’s sleep;

A rest of slumber deep.

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My Bed is Calling – A Poem

29 Aug

My eyes are tired,

blood-shot and red.

I stare, unseeing,

Thinking of bed.

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The day was long.

No time for rest.

It wasn’t the worst.

It wasn’t the best.

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My bed is calling,

Whining my name.

This computer chair

Just isn’t the same.

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The day is done.

Time for sleep.

Bury me in blankets.

A happy, snoring heap.

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Wednesdays are busy for me. The out and about portion of the day is tiring, then I usually come home to my husband working on something semi dangerous. The wifely need to stay conscious to make sure he doesn’t need medical attention (I’ve never seen it happen, but I’m a worry wart) won’t let me take a nap.

So I end up working through a day of not enough sleep, and going to bed (hopefully) a little early.

Tonight I think I will fight the fatigue just long enough to eat dinner, then get myself under that pile of blankets.

That plan sounds oh, so good.  😀

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This has been me since about 5 o’clock.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fs4cDLfgL4A

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Why do I write so much poetry about a need or want? Especially when it’s being thwarted or delayed?

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A Monster Eating My Brain!

22 Jun

I have a monster eating my brain!

Although, I don’t feel any pain.

My thoughts are coming slower.

I feel like a wilting flower.

The day was far too long.

The night is near half gone.

Sleep is what I need.

“Sleep!” is what I plead.

The monster is exhaustion.

It haunts my every motion.

Dragging on my arms and legs,

it feasts away; my body sags.

Please, where is my pillow?

That will make this monster go.

“Away, away with you!”, I say.

“I have had enough for one day.”

I shall see thee on the morn,

When my body feels less torn.

After a good night’s sleep;

A rest of slumber deep.

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Good night, Sun!

Good night, Sun!

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In His Arms

27 Mar

Lying here in his arms I feel safe

Enveloped in his strength

While I am held in wonder

He sleeps

I marvel at our differences

And all the ways we are the same

He does not have to do much

To make me feel protected

A hand on my hip as we sleep

A call on my phone when I’m running behind

He is my man

I am his woman

For us it is that simple

When the day is too long

When the road is too rough

I close my eyes

And lie in his arms for a moment

There is no other place I would rather be

Than in his arms as we drift to sleep

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