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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.
co-written by Keelie A. Sheridan and Joseph Kurtz
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 _______.
co-written by Keelie A. Sheridan and Joseph Kurtz
B Woods Dec 2009
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.
Alexis Sep 2018
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
tread May 2012
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.
lovelywildflower Oct 2018
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
Sam Dunlap May 2014
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.
My perfect afternoon- because I'm feeling happy.
Robin Carretti Jun 2018
I was circling seeing the symbol at
the square like great ***** of fire
Making his move the checkmate
The overcrowded City all sharked Inn
Persian cats  the parade of top hats
The women with her furry-coat
She has some woofing bark
The time to be happy but sulking

Dark, what? (Dr. Seuss Square Hats)
what happens when no one listens

Eyes far away masquerade to glisten
Holy water so purified  this earthly planet
A give or take got terrified all flatten
linked face and body invasion of the body
snatchers those crazy cats like a
A boy to the crunch snicker
were squeaking someone saw
something squealing card dealing

What the (Bobcats) cat napping
Stray cats ***** pack City rats
Were stinking up the alleyway
The whole nightclub was a square
the Disco ball have it your way
What time is it anyway 
 his hangover jerky

  Eggs Benedict Times Square the
formula of love project what did I do
for the next subject

What I did_ go daddy so diddy I was his lady
And he was so
___
square toast Arnold
So  dorm dorky was a big ball Porky
Pig glob New York Times all I read was What I did
The girl has to have ***** but the Victorian doll face
Christmas red glitter ***** came to be a disgrace

He's such firecracker handball the soccer ball he wasn't
showing up and what I did I met the Canadian Cups
I met someone else named  Rob what a dip drip dribble

He was fixated on the TV square rabbit ear antennas
Feeling like a round bubble brain chit chat yentas
In his RV square cell phone apps laying their sedated
Twins overlapped taking naps

Archer Ball hotel Archie what a "Bunkbed"
  outside in the lobby 'Talking heads' group,
they could see you talking in your sleep
that sleepytime tea Vampy crime
with his beat-up square chair
the doorknob speckled all dotted polka dot 
 Magnifying glass ball someone will fall

Itzy ritzy French bikini he fantasized
Into her curves, he needed
better ***** going firm up
The New Year was germ cup
To many Apple computers like
Jumping Jack more apple phones
it's the New Year you hear
So many serial murderers here's
(Jumping Jack)
he got trashed
Such a comic Jughead so bushed
He was outdated so Square he didn't
have one square in his head I was in the mood
making  round's
With celebration drinks ball twister looking
inside my crystal ball

New light counting 1-2-3-4 waiting without a
care 5-6-7-8 my head is pounding for the
New Year, everything is a number
People are like lemons
square cakes
All we do is have a fight to
the nearest rounding
A perfect round stone
Diamond why exchange silly name
Diamond Exchange
You know what I did for
Times Square right?
Don't go back tumbling in the past
Tumblr no one has time to check
your pictures all science and physics

Why does everyone want your birth number
Getting dimmer adding right dress
The ball did go up or what I did put a lid on it
  Holy hot tamales stick to the
new year priorities
Did I have a kiss or another year to miss?

The ball going down I need him to get up
Basket-Ball Hoop Snoop Dog
The concert felt like Ms. Betty Boop
New York necklace of fruit loops
  Please allow me to introduce
myself symphony
of the devil
I am a man I will do anything for my lover
When our time is right I will just leave her
Foreign Cat tongue milking let's be personal
Times Square New York New York
The Billboards and mural "Marilyn Monroe"
names of Doe look at her new legs
Her white dress flew away
with her money
gold bonds
She's the love talker he's savvy
(New Yorker)
New day, every hour, every time
Times Square
Jailbird meeting the blue square tie bird boss
He was the show wicked crime light cross
Is it really such a waste of time?
College teens of frats scholars

No one cared to have principles
What will I do for twin double
Eyes coupled
What I saw multiple personalities
what will be the resolution?

Singing in the New Year
he takes a New Year ***** Diva
her one of a kind glass
Someone threw it in the grass
Hum, Hum, Hum singing
He's downtown going forty-second street
Are you kidding me this is
Times Square
Do you have square curved
into your bone body
Go home and get some sleep
on your *****
This squares it up no extra rounds
That's what I did 4 Times Square
No love circles just being
you Square
Married diamonds square
shape worth it.
Kiss the whole earth lit
Time is many things we hold a moment and we watch the ball celebration or see all the killings we live in warfare no one, unfortunately, cares let us be the change and rearrange our hearts leave them close to our family and loved ones
Jagger Bowers Oct 2014
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
Drifton A Way Nov 2017
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
Y'all some Thirsty Minded mofos
Mimi Bordeaux Nov 2020
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 *******!’ following me I stop and stare ‘yeah what?’ he crawls backwards then runs across roads into the council buildings.
Gutter *******-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!
The mind is a kettle.
When the world burns her *** a little too hot
she gets heated; steams & screams.
Yeah, it comes off aggressive
but all this means
is she’s ready to spill the tea.

What are we having tonight?
Soothing sleepytime
or a green caffeine?
That depends…
Does the kettle ponder patiently?
You can’t rush a good brew!
Achieving quality bitterness is time consuming.
The longer she steeps, the stronger the truth.
Anne M Nov 2020
at some point, not so terribly long ago,
you liked dangerously strong coffee,
sleepytime tea before bed,
and me.

snapped fingers from a wrist
bent behind your back
while the funk worked its way
to your feet.

tattooed a state
you hadn't known
in a decade on your thigh
because it was where you were from.

laughed like an alarm clock
sounding in a dream
from nowhere, jarring,
and instantly recognizable.

and tucked my hand
into your elbow's crook
to chafe my chilly fingers
while you walked me home.

to be frank,
I know nearly nothing about you today.
but we'll always have
those little things.

— The End —