I'm a chronic insomniac. It's mostly mind trouble. Mine wakes up when my body goes to sleep. And, of course, when my body wakes up........where's my head?


tired

I'm tired so why don't I go to bed?
Because if I do, junk will invade my head.
I can never fall asleep
I'm not BoPeep,
can't count my sheep.
I sneeze as they pass over head.

In my sleep deprived mind I ponder
Then my mind begins to wander
I float to France
In London I dance
Ride in Italy with Lance
And balloon in the wild blue yonder

I tell my mind to stop and settle down
It comes to attention with a little frown
I make it clear
to go nowhere
stay in low gear
But as I close my eyes I hear a little sound

The air conditioner clicks on
It reminds me of a song
I hum it
and drum it
and strum it
And search for it all night long

Shut up! Stupid brain, Shut up!
You are yapping like a pup!
I wish
I fish
I squish
In the stories you make up

Finally, my mind is tired of the fight
I turn off the little night lite
no more whys
my mind sighs
tension flys
Two hours before dawn I will say, good night






Poetry by Phyllis J. Rhodes
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Written on 2008-09-22 at 20:24

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Kathy Lockhart
geez, all i know is I know what you mean! Crazy brains make for mind strains, body pains, and anxiety hurricanes!
2008-09-22