Fly Away


Mind keeps returning

No matter how hard

I try to go to

Another place

Restless sleep

Tired feelings

Over take my

Body now tired

And worn

Feeling ten

Years older

Than the

Calendar says

Open up the mind

Let the birds fly

Over the ocean

Wave good-bye

As though theyLonely_candleBlue_candleanimated-candles1.gifcandle-animated.gifpath of trees

Will never return

When I turn around

There you are

Once again….

Terry Shepherd

05/01/2013

Daily Prompt; Your Time to Shine


Bedtime for Pus

 

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Early bird, or night owl?

 

My Mom told me one time when I was still living under my parents roof, that one day I would change. I would hate going to bed late and sleeping late.

 

I never did change but altered some due to age, worries and stress.

 

I was one who could sleep until noon no matter what time I went to bed when I was in my teens. When I reached my twenties I could not do it any longer. I had a children, but I missed it dearly. When the kiddies would spend the night at Grandma’s house, I slept in. Oh that was so nice.

 

In my thirties and forties I was going through difficult emotional times with marriages and I was a quick change artist. I could get up if I had to with no problem. But emotions ran high so some days I would seem to sleep forever.

 

Now in my late fifties, I have had the biggest change. My doctor blames it on being older and stress and worries. I am tired too often. Some days you will knock at my door in the middle of the afternoon and my eyes will be filled with little sleepies where I was napping.

 

At bedtime I am tired but can not sleep. I will stay up until around 2am watching King of Queens or the Golden Girls. I force myself to lie down and close my eyes, but they pop up often during the night.

 

When early morning comes and dawn is beginning to break my eyes are once again open and I am ready to get up. I often do this too. I will be up for a couple of hours and then I am ready to take a nap.

 

It is so silly and yet it seems to happen often. This has been going on pretty much since Al left. I think there are parts of  me that not only worry about him but maybe more that I miss him.

 

When he comes home he and I will have to be up at 6am. He will need to be on the transportation bus by 7:30 and I believe it will take that long to get him around and include breakfast, but I don’t mind. I will adjust and I will have my brother back home with me.

 

 

 

Can You Finish This?


English: Modular Sleep System (MSS)

I went to bed too late

And woke up at six

I thought this isn’t right

Let’s sleep for kicks.

Fell back to sleep right a way

Dreamed heavily I know

For when I awoke my brain was charged

It was racing and on the go.

I could remember words that my mind had said

I was trying so hard to memorize them

I had no pen nothing to write them down

And now I’ve lost most of the gems.

The words I do remember

Are still stuck in my head

I can tell you what they were

Maybe you can figure out what was said.

As I lay here on the ground

And the guns are going off

I know that these people are trying

To silence me God don’t let me be found.

Well that is what I still remember, and the rest of the words were taken from my mind. I wish that I knew what the ending of this poem was and what I was actually trying to say. Maybe you can finish this. If you write something let me know so I can share with you.