Sombre like black lace
wear the evening gown of sleep and embrace
it tight against your dormant face
It is death's little brother
be carefull not to smother
your wanderings with your own mortality or anothers
And plunge into the dark depths of the ocean
follow sleep with piety and the ultimate devotion
learn the magical secret's of time and space
and forget them with the alarm's noisy face
And sleep is the ferryman to our overself
and dreams are the messages on the parcelshelf
mixed ideas upon wakening of interpretations
jumbled snapshot's of images instilled at every station
Chase your dreams and catch a falling star
click your heels and hope to go back to where you are
learning more here than you can in earth's living
a new dimension for teaching and forgiving
Then one day, if you are lucky, you will go to sleep
after praying to the Lord for your soul to keep
you will journey down a bright tunnel of light
never ever to return to your bed that night
Georges
Copyright: George Wright 2004
Sleep
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Sleep
I am a right bad ass, dankish prince and I love my Violet to bits.
Georges~
I like this poem.
The first stanza is my fave...very Cohen-esque ( i think )
As for the message, Dreams are so very important and a link to what we normally can't access in waking. But, i can't agree the best part of living is dying...which is what your last stanza implies to me (..."if you are lucky,...")
Am i misinterpreting this?
Thanks for sharing.
laurie
I like this poem.
The first stanza is my fave...very Cohen-esque ( i think )
As for the message, Dreams are so very important and a link to what we normally can't access in waking. But, i can't agree the best part of living is dying...which is what your last stanza implies to me (..."if you are lucky,...")
Am i misinterpreting this?
Thanks for sharing.
laurie
Re: Sleep
Hey George-George.Wright wrote:
And sleep is the ferryman to our overself
and dreams are the messages on the parcelshelf
mixed ideas upon wakening of interpretations
jumbled snapshot's of images instilled at every station
Copyright: George Wright 2004
Great writing man. I love the above stanza. I'm not sure that the closing stanza is in reference to dying, but I'm not certain. Rebirth perhaps?
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