Drifting to Sleep

by silvershoes   Aug 26, 2007


The crisp night air kisses my skin,
As I creep into bed with tired eyes,
I pull the blankets up to my chin,
And remember childhood lullabies.

The warmth of memories hugs me tight,
A smile decks my sleepy face,
I whisper to myself, "Goodnight,"
Soon to be swept to a dreamy place.

My eyelids close and breathing slows,
Entering the corners of my mind,
Serenity from my head to toes,
As worries of the day unwind.

There is no knowing of time, or care,
A nightly gift one cannot keep,
In thoughts or dream, so unaware,
Bundled up, drifting to sleep.

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  • 17 years ago

    by xoxkatrinaxox

    I love this poem. and sleeping. lol. but it is very good its the kinda poems that makes u wanna read faster!

  • 17 years ago

    by Kevin

    Hey lass,

    this is lovely. It's got a swell flow to it that is only interupted in terms of syllable count on the first line of the last stanza. I know how you re reading this line, and I can see it working...but it's not tandem with the rest of the poem, which has a uniform flow and count.

    It's a good piece, lots of physical imagery that helps to pull the reader into the hert of the poem, which is how you are feeling in your body and mind..

    Well done.

    Ps, where is the stanza about dreaming of scottish boys?...You forgot that section...so only a 4 out of 5 for you.

  • 17 years ago

    by Lisa

    Great job,was very soothing to read
    keep it up!

  • 17 years ago

    by Patience

    I really enjoyed reading this piece. It was such a peaceful write. Im going to read this one to my daughter tonight. Great job.

  • 17 years ago

    by Michael D Nalley

    Great imagery of slumbering serenity

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