Starting to drift.
Off the land of nod I go.
Where pillows remind me of candy clouds.
It's silent.
Not a sound.
Except the teasing echoes of words entering my brain.
Taunting me.
Savouring moments of tranquility.
I can feel myself slipping away into another restful realm.
Hey hey,
Whatever next.
The tickle fairy wakes me.
Fills my mind, more words insane.
A zany moment.
Like a beer fizzing.
Another poems brewing.
Will I ever rest.
Probably not.
Writing's what I love the best!

Sorry guys another silly write! probably a bit more sensible than potatoes!
By ladylivvi1

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