"sleepytime" poems
coffee in the night wakes me for the evening,
sipping as I listen to cool tunes
from the lady strummer sooth,
oh the taste of a nice fresh brew,
potent and dark, the caffeine streams
through blood to the brain,
nice quick buzzbuzzbee
in my head.
reprieve from the shop to the abode no one knows,
down the road curved heavy I strode
and sank deep into muses sweet song,
echo ear to ear soul soothsayer,
calm coffee nerves,
trade lines of rhyme
in a compact black
notebook of wonders belonging
none other to d-bake,
spirit of the sun, wandering peace beast
with worthy words and steady grooves.
come midnight go and its time to depart.
come home to dark demons
seeping 'round corridors and corners,
peeking for a sight of frightened prey
to pounce on invisibly,
startled through and through,
spooks steering to insanity, must
seek shelter **** covers with sleepytime tea.
long discussions over late telephone,
with lady of dreams come true,
of one consciousness such that no puzzle piece
stands apart and one love
binds the confines of it all ,
mind shatteringly simple yet
most don’t seem to see
the beauty of all infinitely one.
Dec 26, 2009
Dec 26, 2009 at 10:34 PM UTC
Watch the watchmaker make and watch
my slow, clumsy feet.
They, the feet of another, it seems,
are trying too hard. Slow down.
Screams not heard by deaf ears made
in vain. Try again later.
See the seemaker make and see
or don’t. It’s not time for
that says my slow, clumsy heart.
Blink once.
And see.
Make and see.
Nov 14, 2010
Nov 14, 2010 at 11:54 AM UTC
My chest is wound tight.
The breath
doesn’t come easily.
What rattle?
What wheeze?
The child leads me
to the shed out back.
What happens here? rattle
I don’t know. wheeze
Do I know the child?
Of course I do.
It’s _______________________.
Nov 14, 2010
Nov 14, 2010 at 11:56 AM UTC
I slept with the thought I would never quite sleep
When my mind works the night-shift, and my thoughts flit and creep
From the back of a wavelength, to the edge of the steep
Steep
Steep drop at the edge of my cup of steeped tea.
Sleepytime camomile
My whole life I've been wide-eyed
Asleep.
May 5, 2012
May 5, 2012 at 11:38 PM UTC
i woke up
and decided i didn't want to go to school today
i need a break
from everyone, and especially him
i do not need to see his face
so i made myself my favorite herbal tea
called Sleepytime
add two and a half spoonfuls of sugar
not three, three's too much and two is not enough
also you _need_ to add a lot of honey
thank you
i'm sitting here in my new yellow room
with my new wildflower bedsheets
and the star-shaped glitter in my lava lamp
reminds me of the way i want to shine
and i immediately though of dance
and how i could prove to people i'm more
every drink i take
fills me with peace
and i close my eyes
just to take it in
i don't get too many moments like this
the orange coffee cup
reminds me of you
you said you liked the color orange
and how come i now like it too?
i think i'm falling for you
if that's wrong, please tell me
i don't want to make you unhappy
in this moment, i felt happy
i actually feel something again
and darling, it's because of you
Oct 15, 2018
Oct 15, 2018 at 7:33 AM UTC
Sleepytime tea
Soft purple sheets
Puzzles that hurt your brain
Good book
Reading nook
Any kind of rain
Picture of me at two by the lake
Striped pajama pants
Facebook invite
Natural light
Beautiful tortoise-shell cat
My bed
Real bread
Dark chocolate (70%)
No worries
DQ Flurries
And afternoons with no end.
May 4, 2014
May 4, 2014 at 7:57 PM UTC
my heart is battered in lipstick stains
porcelain and sleepytime
smeared upon on a chalk wall
messy and temporary
dust out my eyes
grease my elbows
sharpen my edges
ease the onset of her ***** speech
for I think I am addicted
Oct 5, 2014
Oct 5, 2014 at 3:44 AM UTC
If You're constantly in a rush to go nowhere...
How will you even know when you get there?
You BerenstAined my cloud but I don't care bear
As the skies turn grey and Earl once again is there
And Sigh With Tea... feet up,Tiki torch relaxing on the back porch
Her Lonely wandering fevered heart, Oolonging for a counterpart
Coffee shops invade the streets, with free wifi, and no empty seats
With each and every ground up bean, the owner's eyes bleed green
Another dirt water date and guy, when all she really wants is Chai
And Sigh With Tea... A cup of Afternoon delight, halfway to the night
I was supposed to give a speech, but you could say I dropped the ball
Because those who can't teach, Can crash a test.. dummy into the wall
Fingernail scrape upon the Blackboard, because she's all out of chalk
Smoked a heavy Herbal Supplement, now we can all barely even talk
Thank god for NonVerbal conversation as my brain's got writer's block
And Sigh With Tea...Evening's here, one more drink just so I can think
Shoes are off,as you finally made it home, but you came down With
A nasty cough,perhaps a syndrome,called a Hypochondriac's Myth
You worry too much, coat your throat and Gingerly plead the fifth
Sleepytime, may you have dreams free of the Grim Reaper's scythe
And Sigh With Tea..with each tasty sip your An.xi.ety begins to slip
Nov 7, 2017
Nov 7, 2017 at 2:53 PM UTC
late night, sun rising
guess i haven't slept again
a crisp morning dew
fall's hushed announcement
a gracious breeze heaves warm hues
then settles again
it might rain today
perhaps the perfect soundtrack
deep sleep through my woes
Sep 29, 2018
Sep 29, 2018 at 5:32 PM UTC
Stranded on Lonely Street my rags gone in with the wash my dress shred into pieces by an ugly violent man come hither young lady ‘oh just **** off!’ following me I stop and stare ‘yeah what?’ he crawls backwards then runs across roads into the council buildings.
Gutter rubbish-my rot stench emanating from every piece of my core.
I am crud saved dregs from my mother’s hands rubbing the trash through my clothes. Wash hands Miriam every day: to ignore such warnings!
Now dirtbag I am killing stones uppity on L. St. We hover like lost lovers hurrying our parts number two the other half but they never arrive.
Back under the bridge. Shoot up some nice H; it soothes soul cleans out head rot rest sleepytime. Dark I stare upwards looking at the milkyway a-crashing star coming towards me! **** Help! BOOM!
Nov 11, 2020
Nov 11, 2020 at 7:16 AM UTC