Tuesday, April 7, 2015

NPM: Poem 7

In celebration of National Poetry Month, I am attempting to write a poem a day.  Fun!

Ode...of sorts...to Normal School Hours

Tonight, the brain sleeps
With eyes wide open.

Tonight, the head nods
As a gentle, lady-like snore (of course)
awakens the brain.

Schedule changes demanding attention,
The brain one more thought cannot mention,
Again, eyes crossing in such yearning,
For tonight not one more iota of learning
Shall occur.
No...

ZZZZZzzzzzzZzzzZzzzzzz...what?

Tonight, the brain is now declaring
To Sleepland I must be sharing
Dreams of green trees with leaves,
Dreams where all receives
Hours of bliss and sleep deprivation now gone,
Peaceful hours as morning awaits...but...yawn...

Yawn.

Here, I sit spending time with you,
As I relax while chatting,
Softly progressing...
Yes, the time is now.
We part,
Until the morrow.
We part...

Yawn.

Yes, good night.


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