Nighttime Nightmares And Insomniac Adventures
It’s 3am, Do You Know Where Your Dreams Are?
I suffer regularly with
This damn Ragged insomnia
Delving in and out of dreams
Exploring dimensions of phenomena
Lost in fields of green clover
Dandelions and bright hydrangeas
Lying awake in bed
wondering where these thoughts are deriving from
Tonight, I’m standing on a shore
Watching the waves crash on the sand
I can hear me, as I snore
Holding a seashell in my hand
Next thing I know I’m on the floor
Stacking a pyramid of cans
Counting one, two, three and four
Screaming, catch me if you can
I grab my phone to check the clock
As I roll across my bed
I hear a faint but steady knock
And a little voice inside my head
Asking, why are you still awake?
And when I attempt a calm response
I find I’m trapped by charming snakes
Waving tails made of magic wands
Another morning greeted with
Complete dread and sheer exhaustion
Grappling - reality and myth
And a lack of self precaution
It’s 3 am again
With a new adventure starting
This one begins and ends
With some pretty deadly farting
They have me strapped up to a table
With a gag inside my mouth
A record player playing fables
As things are quickly going south
A group of dogs around a table
Playing poker in my house
Watching the game of thrones on cable
But the dragon is a mouse
It appears that I am Cersi
Being drug around the courtyard
I am begging them for mercy
Holding a get out of jail free card
Seems Monopoly is on my cell
So they free me, willy nilly
I let out a rebel yell
Singing all idol songs with Billy
No, it doesn’t make much sense
In dreams the rules don’t apply
Besides, tell me, what’s the difference
My one and only, ride or die
My dreams are random and obscene
No fairytales to tell the kiddos
If you don’t know what I mean
Hang around and see the photos
Every night, a new adventure
Sometimes the faces are the same
But for future safety measures
The name and places have been changed
Bells and whistles on the windows
So there’s no need for alarm
Except the one set on my cellphone
On the night stand, above my arm
Here we go again
I dream I’m falling from the sky
From a tree or in an airplane
Either way I’m gonna die
Last time I fell into a trance
It beat falling to the ground
Except, of course, I had no pants
The rest of me, dressed like a clown
I stood there smiling in the spotlight
Floppy shoes and bright red nose
Riding a stallion they called Midnight
Between my teeth a blood red rose
We galloped round and round the big top
Blowing kisses to the fans
When out of nowhere Midnight stopped
Hearing the Bee Gees, began to dance
Staying Alive blasted the speakers
Turns out this time, I didn’t die
I traded my dreams and a pair of sneakers
For a my pillow to wipe the sleepy from my eyes
So, good morning, everyone
I’m so glad you came to join me
Be ready when the sun goes down
For another adventure after three.
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Comments (6)
Your rhyme game is on point! Loved this so much!
Quite relatable Insomnia is Damn But really love your words
hank you, I am happy with your exciting stories. Follow my stories now
Quite the imagination you have for writing poetry. I have had some of these dreams.
Surreal , but then that is dreams, inspired take on the prompt
Great take! Good luck on the entry Kelli!