Poems About Sleep Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about sleep published by members recently online.
be fell
a dozen grappling insects
work on small kingdoms
around their earth, arranging
her morning skirts into lichens—
breathing least with darkness
as she-moths among stars;
white seeds vanished in fire-light
I tenderly slept, heard nothing
but water; remembered thoughts—
the trees, perfect branches
birds by my bed; night pockets
took me – before something dark
floated between luminous
rose and river stone—
at times, they
— all so full of doom— ...
work on small kingdoms
around their earth, arranging
her morning skirts into lichens—
breathing least with darkness
as she-moths among stars;
white seeds vanished in fire-light
I tenderly slept, heard nothing
but water; remembered thoughts—
the trees, perfect branches
birds by my bed; night pockets
took me – before something dark
floated between luminous
rose and river stone—
at times, they
— all so full of doom— ...
#dreams
#spiritual
#sleep
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be fell
a dozen grappling insects
work on small kingdoms
around their earth, arranging
her morning skirts into lichens—
breathing least with darkness
as she-moths among stars;
white seeds vanished in fire-light
I tenderly slept, heard nothing
but water; remembered thoughts—
the trees, perfect branches
birds by my bed; night pockets
took me – before something dark
floated between luminous
rose and river stone—
at times, they
— all so full of doom— ...
work on small kingdoms
around their earth, arranging
her morning skirts into lichens—
breathing least with darkness
as she-moths among stars;
white seeds vanished in fire-light
I tenderly slept, heard nothing
but water; remembered thoughts—
the trees, perfect branches
birds by my bed; night pockets
took me – before something dark
floated between luminous
rose and river stone—
at times, they
— all so full of doom— ...
#dreams
#spiritual
#sleep
973 reads
11 Comments
be fell
a dozen grappling insects
work on small kingdoms
around their earth, arranging
her morning skirts into lichens—
breathing least with darkness
as she-moths among stars;
white seeds vanished in fire-light
I tenderly slept, heard nothing
but water; remembered thoughts—
the trees, perfect branches
birds by my bed; night pockets
took me – before something dark
floated between luminous
rose and river stone—
at times, they
— all so full of doom— ...
work on small kingdoms
around their earth, arranging
her morning skirts into lichens—
breathing least with darkness
as she-moths among stars;
white seeds vanished in fire-light
I tenderly slept, heard nothing
but water; remembered thoughts—
the trees, perfect branches
birds by my bed; night pockets
took me – before something dark
floated between luminous
rose and river stone—
at times, they
— all so full of doom— ...
#dreams
#spiritual
#sleep
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Waking From Asleep
a foggy morning by the inlet
although I drive up above
pn the mountain simply to get
bathed in the Sun's love
where frosty morning's crystals sparkle
under skies clear and blue
as sunlight's purifying distills
sacred moments too
beneath a star that keeps on rising
high into the air
whose light beam fingers' warm surprising
touching everywhere
with infrared transformations
reflecting from the ground
and atmospheric warm sensations
in moments that astound
around a star that is in motion ...
although I drive up above
pn the mountain simply to get
bathed in the Sun's love
where frosty morning's crystals sparkle
under skies clear and blue
as sunlight's purifying distills
sacred moments too
beneath a star that keeps on rising
high into the air
whose light beam fingers' warm surprising
touching everywhere
with infrared transformations
reflecting from the ground
and atmospheric warm sensations
in moments that astound
around a star that is in motion ...
#universe
#rhyming
#sleep
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Waking From Asleep
a foggy morning by the inlet
although I drive up above
pn the mountain simply to get
bathed in the Sun's love
where frosty morning's crystals sparkle
under skies clear and blue
as sunlight's purifying distills
sacred moments too
beneath a star that keeps on rising
high into the air
whose light beam fingers' warm surprising
touching everywhere
with infrared transformations
reflecting from the ground
and atmospheric warm sensations
in moments that astound
around a star that is in motion ...
although I drive up above
pn the mountain simply to get
bathed in the Sun's love
where frosty morning's crystals sparkle
under skies clear and blue
as sunlight's purifying distills
sacred moments too
beneath a star that keeps on rising
high into the air
whose light beam fingers' warm surprising
touching everywhere
with infrared transformations
reflecting from the ground
and atmospheric warm sensations
in moments that astound
around a star that is in motion ...
#universe
#rhyming
#sleep
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1 Comment
Waking From Asleep
a foggy morning by the inlet
although I drive up above
pn the mountain simply to get
bathed in the Sun's love
where frosty morning's crystals sparkle
under skies clear and blue
as sunlight's purifying distills
sacred moments too
beneath a star that keeps on rising
high into the air
whose light beam fingers' warm surprising
touching everywhere
with infrared transformations
reflecting from the ground
and atmospheric warm sensations
in moments that astound
around a star that is in motion ...
although I drive up above
pn the mountain simply to get
bathed in the Sun's love
where frosty morning's crystals sparkle
under skies clear and blue
as sunlight's purifying distills
sacred moments too
beneath a star that keeps on rising
high into the air
whose light beam fingers' warm surprising
touching everywhere
with infrared transformations
reflecting from the ground
and atmospheric warm sensations
in moments that astound
around a star that is in motion ...
#universe
#rhyming
#sleep
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1 Comment
Women Ask Men to Scoot Over
Usually it's in bed
Reluctantly of course we move
Often we'd like to stay where we are
Men never use the word SCOOT
That's a female word all the way
I read this to her
She asks me what I'm trying to prove
I tell her I don't like the SCOOT word
How come she asks
I tell her that she's more fun close by
She's quiet for a moment
Then tells me to SCOOT
Reluctantly of course we move
Often we'd like to stay where we are
Men never use the word SCOOT
That's a female word all the way
I read this to her
She asks me what I'm trying to prove
I tell her I don't like the SCOOT word
How come she asks
I tell her that she's more fun close by
She's quiet for a moment
Then tells me to SCOOT
#women
#men
#dialogue
#sleep
#PowerOfWords
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26 Comments
Women Ask Men to Scoot Over
Usually it's in bed
Reluctantly of course we move
Often we'd like to stay where we are
Men never use the word SCOOT
That's a female word all the way
I read this to her
She asks me what I'm trying to prove
I tell her I don't like the SCOOT word
How come she asks
I tell her that she's more fun close by
She's quiet for a moment
Then tells me to SCOOT
Reluctantly of course we move
Often we'd like to stay where we are
Men never use the word SCOOT
That's a female word all the way
I read this to her
She asks me what I'm trying to prove
I tell her I don't like the SCOOT word
How come she asks
I tell her that she's more fun close by
She's quiet for a moment
Then tells me to SCOOT
#women
#men
#dialogue
#sleep
#PowerOfWords
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26 Comments
Women Ask Men to Scoot Over
Usually it's in bed
Reluctantly of course we move
Often we'd like to stay where we are
Men never use the word SCOOT
That's a female word all the way
I read this to her
She asks me what I'm trying to prove
I tell her I don't like the SCOOT word
How come she asks
I tell her that she's more fun close by
She's quiet for a moment
Then tells me to SCOOT
Reluctantly of course we move
Often we'd like to stay where we are
Men never use the word SCOOT
That's a female word all the way
I read this to her
She asks me what I'm trying to prove
I tell her I don't like the SCOOT word
How come she asks
I tell her that she's more fun close by
She's quiet for a moment
Then tells me to SCOOT
#women
#men
#dialogue
#sleep
#PowerOfWords
152 reads
26 Comments
Women Ask Men to Scoot Over
Usually it's in bed
Reluctantly of course we move
Often we'd like to stay where we are
Men never use the word SCOOT
That's a female word all the way
I read this to her
She asks me what I'm trying to prove
I tell her I don't like the SCOOT word
How come she asks
I tell her that she's more fun close by
She's quiet for a moment
Then tells me to SCOOT
Reluctantly of course we move
Often we'd like to stay where we are
Men never use the word SCOOT
That's a female word all the way
I read this to her
She asks me what I'm trying to prove
I tell her I don't like the SCOOT word
How come she asks
I tell her that she's more fun close by
She's quiet for a moment
Then tells me to SCOOT
#women
#men
#dialogue
#sleep
#PowerOfWords
152 reads
26 Comments
Women Ask Men to Scoot Over
Usually it's in bed
Reluctantly of course we move
Often we'd like to stay where we are
Men never use the word SCOOT
That's a female word all the way
I read this to her
She asks me what I'm trying to prove
I tell her I don't like the SCOOT word
How come she asks
I tell her that she's more fun close by
She's quiet for a moment
Then tells me to SCOOT
Reluctantly of course we move
Often we'd like to stay where we are
Men never use the word SCOOT
That's a female word all the way
I read this to her
She asks me what I'm trying to prove
I tell her I don't like the SCOOT word
How come she asks
I tell her that she's more fun close by
She's quiet for a moment
Then tells me to SCOOT
#women
#men
#dialogue
#sleep
#PowerOfWords
152 reads
26 Comments
Soaked sheets in the aftermath
#lust
#dreams
#sleep
#sensual
#orgasm
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72 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Sleep Published by Members Recently Online